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[Verse 1: Wynne] I never turn it down, it's 300 degrees 25/8, what's the use in saying please? My whole area saints, I'm feeling like Drew Brees Fuzz on their tail like they're wearing a fleece I'm the pick, Kenny Wheaton This the shit I'm dealing with, it's rolling over all between seasons My family preached four seasons, I'm leaving my Steez there Choking me with the clout like I don't need air, get your paws off I'm just here so I won't get fined, me and Marshawn Lynch I read Atticus Finch, they all called it off I needed to know what happened to Rodney King My classmates were getting low to apple bottom jeans After our release, I'm worried I'll have cousins I don't know about At least by Halloween, I'll have enough masks to go around I'm asking all these things, like why is it me? But I don't ask God anymore, I just follow her lead, uh-huh [Chorus: Wynne & Mahalia] You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah But I know that's not my place [Verse 2: Wynne] I'm still secure with my insecurities Family gon' need security Friends gonna get security Need it so nobody's hurting me Uh, I'm a prophet making profits, you're not both But they've got reasonable doubts and I'm not Hov Cash flow on fire, that's crème brûlée, uh-huh Breaking down walls like I'm red Kool-Aid, uh-huh I haven't talked to my sister in like several days I hope she gets her head on straight I got my poker face and my tote bag and I'm all over the place Living on planes as of late, not the same as my classmates, we can't relate Time flies, I'm cutting out all of the wise guys My cup runneth over like the fries at Five Guys It's a Cole world when they won't take you off the sidelines Tough nails running in my pipeline, meets the high life He calling me "baby", I'm the ice ice Queen of the nightlife, freedom's a high price It's like thirty dollars for a bottle of the nice nice They fly kites and I know life's not that simple now They don't stand for shit, not my job to sit 'em down Learning you only built me up for this I can't bring 'em with me, they're not cut for this Still, I know what I got I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot, yeah [Chorus: Wynne & Mahalia] You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah But I know that's not my place [Outro: Mahalia] You just name the time and place, uh I'll come meet you at the gates right now, right now I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah But I know that's not my place