text: Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
  I been layin on the rough
  Tryin drugs for a month
  Hopin itd keep me up
  No, this is not a bluff
  Too late to make me change
  I been feelin like a castaway 
  Sittin waitin on your page
  That you bout to pull up to the cave
  Then we practice fifty shades of grey
  Beatin, punchin on the grain
  Bloody knuckles, I been sippin muddy
  Im so numb now til the run-around
  Are you sendin me? Are you comin now?
  Cause I know, soon, Ill be comin down
  Ill be comin down, Ill be comin down
  Darker, darker in the back of the night
  I been rollin, rollin, I been feelin so nice
  I been got it, got it, got it, feelin so right
  Windin, windin, whyd you wind it so tight?
  I been runnin from my face, so precise
  I didnt get it, got me happed in my ride
  I just run up on and smashin the side
  Theyre the counts, I been all in my city
  My state of mind, I been feelin so gritty
  And I, man, I, no-no-no, my nigga
  I know-know, my nigga, I know-know, my nigga
  You know?
  Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
  I been layin on the rough
  Tryin drugs for a month
  Hopin itd get me up
  Hopin itd make a change
  Trade the bus for a Range
  Do that shit any day, they trade the game for they chain
  I been feelin, feel ashamed, yeah
  Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love?
  I been layin on the rough
  Tryin drugs for a month, yeah
  Hopin thatd keep me up, yeah
  Never bein up, yeah
  I been rollin in a cup, yeah
  Rollin, rollin, in enough, yeah
  Rollin, dont you call my bluff, yeah
  Shooter shootin at me, uh, yeah
  Shooters, shooters stick you up, yeah
  Ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, yeah