(Stop ringin' it) 'Cause when you're near me everything is right Nothing I can do is wrong with you It's Big fucking Mike Nothing I can do is wrong with you Uh, through the city, I can't do too much of looking up My sister hit me, tryna push me say I'm good enough 150 for the kush is what I'm putting up I keep it-, uh, uh Through the city, I can't do too much of looking up My sister hit me, tryna push me say I'm good enough 150 for the kush is what I'm putting up I keep it hundiddy, one foot inside of crooked stuff My trust iffy, once pitied when I shouldn't have You bunch trippy, one shimmy, that the look of love Tough kidney cut busy, why I couldn't run Young kitty, tongue grizzly for a sugarplum More than I really want, you said it's time we had that talk Like, is this really us? Sick times, barred inside that Philly bus It's Big Mike, had to crawl before I really jumped Or lift like it's my all, gotta give a bunch And sit tight through the fog, it be bigger floods And midnights full of thoughts, I be quick to tuck Like to live life be the cause when there isn't none Or the gift might be abroad under different sun Noah clipped mines, being lost tryna give a fuck Through the city I can't do too much of looking up, huh, huh (Nothing I can do is wrong with you) Through the city I can't do too much of looking up, huh, huh (Nothing I can do is wrong with you)