On the road I dont know what Im chasing 
All I know is Ima go till Im ancient 
I remember cold nights in the basement 
Synthetic drugs, fake friends, Howell aint shit 
Writing messages begging for a placement 
If I dont fuck with you then you just need to face it 
Fore 19 minus 5 Ima face it 
Way too cashed get off my line with that fake shit 
They pretend and I can tell by who they hang with
You are a reflection of the trash that you stay with 
You can press me for my life I wont say shit 
Bitch, for my team, watch me die like life aint shit 
There I go, there I go slamming caddie doors
You stay with hoes for you no sympathy inside these bones 
Like dismissing drawing magic trying to evolve
You always move without your heart, you need money and fall
Fall, fall, you gone fall off
Fall, fall, you gone fall off
Fall, fall, you gone fall off
Fall, fall, you gone fall off
What, yeah, SESH