Photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down, don't look down Friends and family took the alley to Miami Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something? I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness By long way down, she met the hole I dug myself (shout, shout, shout) I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my (fuck that shit) My bitch she bad, dog It's all in my head Mama told me: Don't be shy Seno said: Let's get this Watch how fast I switch this What up to Gibs and Stunna Man Watch my brother n'em while you can, aye Shut up, them boys ain't coming out side While I'm outside doing my dance And I might juk, and juk, and juk, and juk and juk And juk, and juk, and juk Remember when I couldn't make ends Then I made Ms and the shit made sense I be looking through the- Photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down, don't look down Friends and family never cared about the Grammys Till I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought the family house If I've been looking through the photo album You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and polo down And mama had to put a down payment by herself And ain't nobody even tried to help, she went to jail And shit went left, and I was left, I did my best I needed rest, I got arrested Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing? Please, don't call me with weekend plans I ripping out all my hair And bitch, I don't even dance But sometimes I like to (Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk) (I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk) I like to juk, juk-juk, juk, juk-juk Juk, and juk, and juk, and juk and juk and Juk, and juk, and juk, and juk I be looking through the- Photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down, don't look down