text: Dont go fall in love before the outro
  Let me prove just what you came to see
  Oh, dont go fall in love before the outro
  Go on, take your time, let me show you me
  Outro
  Man, I done came up in that city tryna cut it the slack
  I always dreamed Id have it all so I could give it right back
  My daddy told me, If this aint work
  Youll be swingin them hammers
  I locked myself back in my room
  And now Im singing them hammers, no grammar
  But grandma used to rock all gold when she go to church
  She dont ask me why this gold be hangin all on my shirt
  And no, you aint love me, baby, baby
  Til I prove to you what Ima really be, baby, baby, hold up
  Dont go fall in love before the outro
  Let me prove just what you came to see
  Oh, dont go fall in love before the outro
  Go on, take your time, let me show you me
  Met you in 05, we from that small town
  I tried to hit that, but I got shot down
  Who knew wed cross paths way, way, way down the road?
  You thought you were out my league til I made that heart explode
  Whod ever thought that I could find true love?
  You were there before I even got to buy you stuff
  I was broker than a joke, but you were by my side
  I dont take that shit for granted, let me tell you why, hold up
  People search they whole life, yeah, tryna find what we have, yeah
  On the road for three months, yeah, them girls be so bad
  And I said I want them, then I said I want you cause
  Nobody love me like, li-li-like you do, I
  I just dont like to t-talk bout love anymore
  I know Ive said a million times I give no fucks anymore
  But can I take that statement back, because Ill give em for you
  Do what you love and let it kill you
  I guess Im living proof, Im saying
  Dont go fall in love before the outro
  Let me prove just what you came to see
  Oh, dont go fall in love before the outro
  Go on, take your time, let me show you me
  I wrote an album bout my dreams
  Wrote these songs about my flaws
  Talked it out with a piano, had trouble talking with God
  Since Ive been 15 years old, I gave a fuck about the odds
  Cause my plan a rocket launcher, bitch, we shootin for the stars
  Yeah yeah, 10,000 hours, 10,000 hours and puzzle pieces
  10,000 hours, 10,000 hours of huggin bleachers
  But all that bleacher time taught me how to go speak my mind
  Taught me how to be hungry as fuck when I get to speakin lines
  So, my dudes, who knew back then Id blow? This ones for you
  My circles smaller than my buzz when I first started
  Those the days when they would call us cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo
  I guess we was, but thats what dreams are made of
  I sacrifice a few relationships to make my layup
  I almost quit this shit, but every night, you made me stay up
  I wanna thank you for saving me with this play I made up
  Play on