Just tell me when to stop 
I can tell when it’s real, I can tell when it’s not 
Cuz’ ain’t no happy endings to this life we living 
Gotta make the best of everything so we was always giving 
I can hear the voices in my head 
I swear to god I’m gonna make a killing 
Motivated more than ever when I hit the ceiling 
Just tell me when to stop 
Just tell me when to stop 

I been in the struggle since I was a kid, facts
Born in 1999, back on a Tuesday 
I’ve made it, I don’t care who care who says 
I don’t care who says
And they still wouldn’t tell me the truth 

Just tell me when to stop 
I can tell when it’s real, I can tell when it’s not 
Cuz’ ain’t no happy endings to this life we living 
Gotta make the best of everything so we was always giving 
I can hear the voices in my head 
I swear to god I’m gonna make a killing 
Motivated more than ever when I hit the ceiling 
Just tell me when to stop 
Just tell me when to stop 

Just tell me when to stop 
I can tell when it’s real, I can tell when it’s not 
Cuz’ ain’t no happy endings to this life we living 
Gotta make the best of everything so we was always giving 
I can hear the voices in my head 
I swear to god I’m gonna make a killing 
Motivated more than ever when I hit the ceiling 
Just tell me when to stop 
Just tell me when to stop 
And they still wouldn’t tell me the truth

Still wanna know what it’s like to be real 
Still wanna know 
Still wanna know what’s it’s like to be real 
Nobody gave me the help 
I guess that I’ll do it myself 

Done waiting, Done waiting, Done waiting 
Done playing, Done playing 
Done waiting, Done playing, Done waiting 
I don’t want to, I don’t want it anymore 
I don’t want to take no time anymore 
I don’t got no time for the friends anymore 
I done lost every single friend up in this journey 
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t want to wait anymore 
I guess that I’ll do it myself 
Sometimes I just need the help

Just tell me when to stop 
I can tell when it’s real, I can tell when it’s not 
I can hear the voices in my head 
I swear to god I’m gonna make a killing 
Motivated more than ever when I hit the ceiling 
Just tell me when to stop 
Just tell me when to stop 
Swear to god I’m gonna make a killing
They still wouldn’t tell me the truth