Ants - Tank and the Bangas

Where do the ants go?

Empty halls to fill, you know

Small and obscure, wander the world

Where did my ants go?

Truth be told

A million faces say hi

Stray car go by

Carryin' fish plates on first dates

Fingerwaves and hard hairstyles

Pawnin' conversations

Pop-lockin' and droppin'

High school sweetheart at the gas station

Wonder who he’s dating now

If he’s married now

If he’s busy thinkin' what was, like I am now

Try askin' how he doin'

If you’re goin' to the second light

Fuck it, I’m late for rehearsal now

Fuck it, I’m late for rehearsal now

Erykah told me I’ll see you in the next lifetime

Nigga, bye

Double Dutch and free lunch

Me hosin' sweet ones

Niggas that like me

Dudes that dodge me

Girls wanna fight me

'Cause like Kimmy

I’m talkin' pretty

Confident as a D like Willie

Yeah, down to Earth like Freddy

Down to ride, no Billy

At home it was Kool-Aid packs and Disney

Lizzie McGuire and One Saturday Morning on the weekends

Never had a pair of Jordans, don’t want none

My jump shot don’t need sneakers

More costly than I can afford 'em

Rice Krispie Treats and noodles

Home Alone, Macaulay Culkin

'Cause sometimes, 'cause sometimes

I need more space than thoughts can give me

More sky than God provides me

And TV so I won’t get lonely (Lonely)

Where do the ants go?

Why do they run away?

Ooh, yeah

Leave me alone now

Why can’t I make you stay?

I got a JanSport book sack

A girl that be talkin' 'bout me in third period

Oh well (Oh well)

The beat was still made for me

Reruns of Martin waitin' on me

More cake for me, cake for me

Amy scare me, Ashley make me jealous

And Cheryl Lynn my best friend

Brian my boyfriend, Kay is his father

But his love letters be sweeter than Snoballs in the east

And Freezy Street all wrapped in one love letter

And a warm sweater in December

I’m better, I’m better

I became whatever

Where do the ants go?

Why do they run away?

Leave me alone now

Why can’t I make you stay?

I’m prettier than a Sunday

On Mondays I be trippin'

My mama want me to wash the dishes

While she make my brother lazy and distant

Fuck it, I’m movin' at eighteen

Fast-forward ten years later

It’s the same routine

And I’m complaining

Catching bucks, mood change

Like it’s a new thing

I want everything on anything

Put clothes in the basket on a Hummer truck

Man, my life funny as fuck

Like Bruce with a cut

Just my luck, I’d end up

Famous and blunt

Rollin' a blunt, turned down

While everybody is busy turnin' up

Can you turn my music up?

Hey, turn my music up

Where do the ants go?

Why do they run away?

Leave me alone now

Why can’t I make you stay?

Where do the ants go?

Why do they run away?

Leave me alone

Why can’t I make you stay?

I saw you throw a universe once

That wasn’t the type of shit you see every day