Be careful they knockin'
At your doorstep but they cannot walk in
But if you invite them in
Biting is what they do best
Hmm… speaking of knocking
Beat was so off and out of the pocket
But somehow they
Lined them by lyin'
But we ain't impressed

Is it really that bad?
Or is it just that
They're afraid we'll take it all back?
That's a fact
We got a bad hand
We still gamble
And bet it on black

See, the truth is
You ain't shit
You'll never be shit
Wouldn't have them hits
If you we ain't give you them shits
Bitch

Is it really that bad?
Or is it just that
They're afraid we'll take it all back
That's a fact
We got a bad hand
We still gamble
And bet it on black

Even if I don't get it
The homie gon' take from
The hands of those indebted
To your favorite song
Oh oh let go of
Everything you think you know cuz
Behind everything that you love is a history of hate
I know this shit is hard to hear
But yo it's really that

Bad
We realize that
They don't care about giving it back
Don't be sad
That black magic we have
Won't vanish
By sleight of white hands
Of course they're calling it voo doo
They could never do what you do

I'm not sad
I ain't not mad
I just have some demands