[Chorus 1: Illmac]
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Take a look at myself, tell him "You ain't the homie"
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Take a look at myself, tell him "You ain't the homie"
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way

[Verse 1: Illmac]
I just touched down in London, second time in a month
I don't even sleep on the plane, I love to see us go up
Gotta see us go up
Now they know what's up
I don't even stunt, I don't need to flex, I don't need to front
Thank my connect, I used to get it on the front
I've been on the low, yeah, I've been in the cut
Standing on my own, never need a crutch
Mama bumping Otis, cooking in the kitchen
I was picking switches, took a couple whippings
Now my brain's stuck, I base-jump, diving for my sanity
Suppressor on the barrel got me silencing my apathy
Mind is filled with anarchy
Find it in my fabric
They ain't, cut from the cloth
Nothing in common with the tapestry
Black water, wildfire, climate of reality
Tree and the Backwoods got me higher than the canopy
They bite the hand that feeds, big fish, small pond
What life is actually like, inside the hatchery
I, billow smoke and fill the room while I melt wit' you
Your touch is purple velvet moons, and feel like heroin
Eyes are mirrors that I'm staring in
The cold shoulder, dirt and worms are buried in
Breathe the pheromones, and I need air again
Carry stones on my shoulder, I bear the load
So much trouble on my mind: welcome to the Terrordome
Hitting lows: baritone
Tearing marrow from my weary bones
Scars are heirlooms, I wear a gold herringbone, woah
[Chorus 1: Illmac]
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Take a look at myself, tell him "You ain't the homie"
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Take a look at myself, tell him "You ain't the homie"
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way

[Verse 2: Frak]
I had it all figured out
Coulda, woulda, shoulda had it all figured out
I was supposed to pedal it across, wit' a penny for my thoughts
But instead, I watched it fall through the couch
Shit...
It's not Eve but sometimes you believe a dream
You imagine ahead of time, how it needs to be
But walk out that thought bubble falling like Alicia Keys
Expecting déjà vu, but living the deleted scenes
It's hard to accept that you are not the author
I wanted autumn to offer karma to walk on water
It's hard to alter when optimism's your alma mater
Hiding from my thoughts, a balaclava on my oblongata
Cliffhangers better when the ending is unknown
But they blow it up and vent like Marilyn Monroe
Skin is just protection when your skeleton is cold
Had some snake-ass friends, had to shed 'em just to grow
Hoping memories reset - they don't
Hoping enemies reflect - they won't
See, I G-checked my preset notions of what a dream meant
Built up interest and regret, and paid it off in sleep debt
Throw the deuces, and say "Peace" to 'em
I want the new shit, I can't re-do it
Before I held my head, I left myself on read
I had to ghost myself so I could see through it, like...
[Chorus 2: Frak + Both]
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Yeah, I ghosted myself, I had to make him lonely
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way
Losing myself, but it was great to know me
Yeah, I ghosted myself, I had to make him lonely
Uh, I've been M.I.A
Dead weight, hold up, y'all been in my way