Just with my confesion buzzing what I am 
Coming up and stick drugs yeah, aayye, aayee 
Way don't you let me scored, you hate, hate, hate 
Way don't you let me help myself 
And what can I do now for you 
Way can a bust here for you 
Way don't you look at me that way, way, way 
And we living in a block with a little spark light 
Truck on churls 
And tined so toul 
She's a awaste of time and out of balls 
Well I play 'till eighty for today 
I can't believe it's for your hate 
I like you to step at every corner after my face
And we living in a block with a little spark light 
Heey, yeeh ooyeey 
Well I play 'till eighty for today 
I can't believe it's for your hate 
Way don't you look at me that way, 
And we living in a block with a little spark light 
Way can I do it for you 
Broking my ball to fallow you 
Way don't you look at me that way, way, way