(So you hate me do you)
(I been onna slope)
(I been falling but what is it to you)
(Making music but what is it to you)
(Girl I know it ain't nun to you)
(Like)
Like, when it is enough
Solo I been makin the sums
I know it'll never mean nun
You know, Lately
I been hard as f*ck to find now
No where to reside now
Just 808s and highs now
Damn
Up it some more we gone jump out the buildin
Bon apetit I been killin these niggas
Numb to the pain but remember the feeling
T-T-T
Take my time that's costly
Foot been living on the motor
Know em for years ion even know em
Coat up
Please don't let me get no colder, Shoulder
(wooo)
So can you really do what I do
Can you really flow how I flow
Can you really learn to let go
You too? no I'm not alone
My anxiety is like mile long and it cannot be tamed
Fosho
Ball so hard like I'm James related
(yea yea)
Like
Shoot don't miss like I'm James related
Suffer in truth like I'm pain related
Just another Guy
Got one talent but what is it to you
I been honing but what is it to you
Girl I know it ain't nun to you
But
Damn
Up it some more we gone jump out the buildin
Bon apetit I been killin these niggas
Numb to the pain but remember the feeling
T-T-T
Take my time that's costly
Foot been living on the motor
Know em for years ion even know em
Coat up
Please don't let me get no colder, Shoulder
(wooo)
So can you really do what I do
Can you really flow how I flow
Like can you really learn to let go
You too no I'm not alone
My anxiety is like mile long and it cannot be tamed
Fosho
(So)
I say
When it is enough
Solo I been makin the sums
I know it'll never mean nun
You know, Lately
I been hard as f*ck to find now
No where to reside now
Just 808s and highs now
(Marcus I hate you)
(I been onna slope)
(I been stupid but what is it to you)
(Making music but what is it to you)
(Girl I know it ain't nunn to you)
That's the benefit of being alone
You could kick shit how you want to
F*ck shit up like you want to
But you can't cry how want to
(whoo)
It been too long too long huh
And I'm still stuck in that sand huh
Just a con artist in a mask huh
But I gotta keep it up keep it up keep it up though
Till I no longer have a face
K and the mask one in the same
Mirror man Mirror man Mirror man tell me
Mirror man Mirror man tell me
Just what do it make me
If I hate the money but I make the money
(make the money)
That's another bottle for another day huh (yea)
F*ck the page up (go)
Keep the pace up (whoa)
F*ck it though, kick shit, you could never feel shit
Yea I told my mom to be a realist
I been countin money with the villains
(Hey)
So who's to decide
If it's karma I'd already died
If it's me then I'll gladly defeat me
If it's him then I'm taking em out
Yea he funna have to let me wild
When I finish I promise to God
Yea I fear I been gaining in miles
Hit the gas I ain't making it out