I ordered a frappuccino   Where's my fuckin' frappuccino?   Alright, let's do this      When I pretend everything is what I want it to be   I look exactly like what you've always wanted to see   When I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I am   Stealing second after second just 'cuz I know I can      But I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay   I'm just trying to bend the truth   I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be   So I'm lying my way from      If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off   Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off   Niggaz is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you   Get that dirt off your shoulder      I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force   Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche   Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced   Middle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my balls      All the ladies, they love me, from the bleachers they screamin'   All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin'   All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin'   But all the hustlers, they love it just to see one of us make it      Came from the bottom to bottom to the top of the pots   Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block   Like a running back, get it, man, I'm straight off the block   I can run it back, nigga 'cuz I'm straight with the Roc      If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off   Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off   Niggaz is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you   Get that dirt off your shoulder      You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder   You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder   You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder   You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder      Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda   I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover   Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yes sir   Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya      But like fifty-two cards, when I'm, I'm through dealin'   Now, fifty-two bars come out, now, you feel 'em   Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling   In case fifty-two broads come out, now, you chillin'      With a boss, bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve   At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen   Paid a grip for the jeans, plus, the slippers is clean   No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real, chill      Yeah, I remember what they taught to me   Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be   Remember listening to all of that and this again   So I pretended up a person who was fittin' in      And now you think this person really is me   And I'm trying to bend the truth   But the more I push the more I'm pulling away   'Cuz I'm lying my way from you      No, no turning back, now   (I wanna be pushed aside so let me go)   No, no turning back, now   (Let me take back my life, I'd rather be all alone)      No turning back, now   (Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see)   No, no turning back, now   (The very worst part of you)   (The very worst part of you is me)      This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought   That what I said would have you running from me like this   This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought   That what I said would have you running from me like this      This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought   That what I said would have you running from me like this   This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought   That what I said would have you running from me like this      You, no turning back, now   (I wanna be pushed aside so let me go)   No, no turning back, now   (Let me take back my life, I'd rather be all alone)      No turning back, now   (Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see)   No, no turning back, now   (The very worst part of you)   (The very worst part of you is me)      Beeitch