[Intro: midwxst]
It's like my third try recording this shit-
I don't give a fuck though
Ohh, you know we graved up
You know we graved down
You know we graved down
Ohh, you know we graved up
You know we graved down
You know we-

[Chorus: midwxst]
You said I'm in the wrong
But I think you know that I am right
Runnin' outta words
I don't know what I should fuckin' type
Lost a couple grand but made it back
I made it in one night
Actin tough up on the web
But you will never fight

[Verse 1: midwxst]
Talkin' all that shit but you don't ever want a mention
I put you in retirement and give yo ass a pension
I was down bad on my ass now they givin' me attention
No I don't want no new friendships
I never wanted them at all
Oh, I don't care what you gon' say
9mm hit yo top
And hit you in yo brain
Likе the Star Wars there's somе clones
But I ain't ever been the same
And I ain't in this for the fame
I know I'm talkin' on yo chest
200 for my new shirt
Step back you don't wanna get hurt
No grave, we put em in the dirt
He ran his mouth then he got hurt
Schemin' I feel like the Lurch
I'ma hit you wit a curse
Bought my mom designer purse
Push you where it fuckin' hurts
But I'm tellin my n***as we ridin' we pull up with shots, I'ma shoot like confetti
I've been killin' all the beats, I been murderin' shit, I feel like my name is fuckin' Freddy
I saw an op and shit and we up and the hit, we gon' shoot aim is goin' steady
You just been bitchin' these n***as been plottin' on me but I don't think them n***as ready
You soft, like a teddy bear
Problem's, I don't fuckin' care
Bullets gonna cut your ears
Attack and he gon' disappear
Reticle is crystal clear
I don't got no fuckin' fears
We gon' hunt him like a deer
Know the crowd ain't gonna cheer
[Verse 2: Jane Remover]
Red dot on his head open his third eye- (that's not my song)
That she left you for the worst guy
Yea I'm makin' bread, I'm makin' biscuits just like Popeyes
No sides, but I'll treat you like the small fry
It's obvious I'm at the top and reachin' new heights
It's obvious you're nothin' special like a blue sky
There all the time, they still treat you like a new guy
And honestly it would be funny if you knew why
Me and Edgar, yea this will be our last hit
We referrin' to your music, all in past tense
You used to hate me, hit the racks, and the cash quick
And you know I skipped right past it

[Chorus: midwxst]
You said I'm in the wrong
But I think you know that I am right
Runnin' outta words
I don't know what I should fuckin' type
Lost a couple grand but made it back
I made it in one night
Actin tough up on the web
But you will never fight