The Question (feat. Lil Wayne)

Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am

Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am

Uh

Yeah (Want you to feel it)

Man, my voice probably sounds mad raspy right now

(I want you all to feel it), Yeah

So step up on the mic and, uh

Show 'em what you got tiger

Aight, look

Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am

So I've been lookin' in the mirror and it still don't make no sense

I'm askin' what am I supposed to do?

Done so much in my short lifetime but I haven't done shit

I done flew around the whole world

First I shook a million hands

Then I took a million pictures

But I'm a hostage in my own world

Yeah, my thoughts are my own

Enemy got no time for these bitches

I got too much on my damn mind

So if I add some more stress I just don't see how I'ma cope

I think they underestimate the grind

I do to bring this dough when I'm only twenty years old

I wonder why I sipped this devil juice

'Cause it feel incredible

Problems, I got several

Thank God that none of that medical

Uh, I've been blessed with

Much to be expected

What am I doin' here?

I wonder what am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?

I hope this feelin' last for fuckin' ever

I don't wanna come back down

Let me stay above the ground

I hope I do what I was meant to do

'Cause I've been searchin' for that answer

I just hope I get it now

Ladies, let me find euphoria

When you up above the clouds like

Who gon' touch me now?

And do we ever get to know the truth?

'Cause everybody seems to have it

But to me it seems they lack it

Now I'm rollin' and I'm sippin' lean

Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love

Drinkin' liquor and I'm smokin' weed

And you don't ever do too much

If you could never do enough

Wonder why it's me instead of you

I'll be there to rescue you

Problems, you got several

Thank God that none of that medical

Uh, I've blessed with

Much to be expected

What am I doin' here?

I wonder what am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?

Sittin' in my Bentley

Thinkin' 'bout these hoes

All I do is kill 'em

I kill 'em like Nicole

Simpson flag crimson

Smoke 'em like Winston's

I just bought a new chopper

I treat it like an infant

I'm lightin' up a stogie

It's longer than a hoagie

Situation's gettin' fishy

And I don't eat anchovies

Fuck the world, kill 'em all

She answer when I call

If the cops pull us over

She gon' hide it in her drawers

See, I come from a place where stars never shine

And drama is accepted

Credit cards are declined

Everybody gotta die

But I ain't everybody

If that ho play with me

I whip that trick like Terrance Howard

I'm a pimp I ain't lyin'

But that is not important

I'm just tryna buy her time

But can't really afford it

Sayin', ain't that a bitch

But I hope that bitch is bad

I feel like money in the trash like

What am I doin' here?

I wonder what am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?

What am I doin' here?