Empty Out Your Pockets

[Chorus]

Empty out your pockets, I need all that

I get the millions, then I fall back

They be chameleons, they'll change for some change

Days ain't the same, ain't be switchin' for the fame

Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag

Get high, my memory's gone, I've been hurtin'

Rock like electric guitars, I be ragin'

Big knots, look like Yellow Pages

[Verse 1]

Run it like a race

Get in the way, brodie got the aim to blow you away

The next day, you in the newspaper on the front page

Prayin' for forgivenеss 'cause it happened on a Sunday

Lifе's been gettin' to me, I just started smoking squares

They ain't gettin' in my circle, though, we still prepared

I'm still dealin' with some demons that ain't really there

Grew up a weirdo, twenty piercings and some bleached hair

In seventh grade, I didn't have a bed, I had to share

The fuck you think I go so hard for? I got outta there

Have you ever had somebody try to take your life?

Sometimes, I ain't safe from myself when I stay up at night, ugh

[Interlude]

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

[Verse 2]

I walk a lonely road

The only one that I have ever known

Don't know where it goes

But it's home to me, and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk a—

[Guitar Solo]