[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Anybody that doesn't understand you
Fuck anybody that doesn't want to bend to your needs
Or— or— what you deem necessary, fuck 'em
If they don't— if they're not worth the ride then it's fuck 'em
And if— you know— nah, nigga, it's not— it's not hate life
Nigga, make life your bitch, that's how I see it

[Chorus: Shiloh Dynasty]
I know you so well, so well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty—

[Verse: SadBoyProlific]
All I feel is pain
Love her all night, get spent with the blade
Same shit, different day, don't change
I end up all alone while somebody walk away
It's never expressive, always keep it inside
Too many times I saw friends as they die
Most days, I wanna blow my head off and die
That's why it's hard to put it in effort to try
Feel my soul lifting up to the sky
I've never been all like the rest of these guys
For the pain in your chest, go and bet with them lives
They take what they want then I'm left to the side
She wanting my money but fuck her
The guys pray to God I see my sons just one more time
Truth hurts and it's tough to deny
Yo' ass is showing if you love me or not
Can't believe I fell in love with a thot
Bad bitch sucking dick 'till it's slop
My bro just came back home, they got locked
Said he done with that life then went back to the block, yeah
Coolie told me 'bout X and it's crazy that we the same
I ain't see my kids in like two or three days
I just spent a year in the H
And we was doing way more than just fades
Talk behind backs but won’t say nun’ to they face
Could my life be confined to a page?
And whether they hate me or like me the same
What’s the point of living just to die in the grave?
Tryna keep that lil' smile on they face
So for my kids, I've been grinding for days
I'm getting paid in all kinds of all ways
The feds in my crib again, kickin' the frame
Yeah
Throwing that ass [?] make sure it lock
I got this cocaine, getting rocked
Feel like young Cobain when he popped
You like to roleplay, you with the mob
I remember with them cold nights in the car
So both of my middle fingers to a cop
I'll be the greatest, I'll put it on Jah
These bitches can't get my faith, put it on God
I trust my pistol and I trust my brothers
But I don't trust these bitches for nah
What's the point of getting rich and don't shop?
Enough with the pistols if nobody get shot
Ain't picture but you're still gettin' cropped
Every picture see these VV's hitting a lot

[Chorus: Shiloh Dynasty, SadBoyProlific]
I know you so well (Yeah), I know you well (Ayy)
I mean, I can do anything, I can do he can
I've been pretty— I know you so well