Yeah, can I show my love to you?
Yeah, yeah, do you know my love is true?
Yeah, yeah, what else do I have to prove?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm in the cut with a cutta
It don't matter what we do, it gon' be smooth like butter
Two black Trackhawks look like twins, yeah, for me and my brother
You know I'm from the burbs, but I'm locked in with a gutter
Yeah, I'm locked in with a gutter
I'm lovin' life, I'm doin' it right, and I'm followin' God
Unload the tank, level my rank, give it all that I got
Devote my life to you, cause that's what I'm taught
Only in my teen years, beatin' the odds
Michael Jackson, I'ma beat it
Grab a Bible, baby girl, cause you need it
Tell me when you'll read it
Find the truth, can you see it?
I'ma find the finish line and then reach it