[Hook x2: B.o.B] Well people gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change But we can keep it peaceful if we leave it the same If you don't go there, don't go there, don't go there No, don't go there [Verse 1: Metis] Yeah, I'm looking for the opening, never hoping, so they plotting Only option is to get it, wanna feel it in my pocket This is co*kpit, seated I f**ed up the beat and send it flowers next morning Just to consummate the meeting Constantly I keep 'em positively in the deep end I worked in the pitch, yeah the Wall Street end I cross lines At boarders, it was formally forbidden Forward thinking, living 4th and 15, I'm going in 'em In it to win it, not talking 'bout lyrics In business it's my fifth year in Oakland, squeezing lemons I graduated, same sh**, different I.V Too many Iovines for n***as looking just like me now Where'd all the Spike Lees get up and go to? Singing show tunes, pumping [?], eating tofu I hit the yellow tail, on occasion Walking contradiction, look deep, man [Hook x2: B.o.B.] [Verse 2: Metis] Every spot got a different set a rules to adhere to To steer through, get the clear view and check the rearview And check your fear too, make sure they hear you Know that they living they dream and keep 'em near too I see an ear or two perking, sh** is dark Opening the window spreading out the curtain For certain people, the flow has addictive effect Like every sequel, is somehow better than the next I'm an icon, dog