[Chorus]
Show up then desert, I'll put your body in the dirt
No one's gotta know that you left the fucking earth
Poppin' half a perc, hate a job, say "Fuck a work"
Steady making paper but depression's gotten worse

[Verse]
Fuck your whole crew, fuck all you knew
For the last time, we don't fuck with you
Saying those things you once said you would do
But where they at bitch? You ain't making a move
Say you coming up but you really ain't
Nobody listens to a fucking no name
Your goal in this shit is to sound just the same
As the people who started and paved all the way
Feed off the sound they made and you stole
Staying a while but ain't paid the toll
Coming straight down for these rappers, I burn em'
And ash em' like all of the backwoods I roll
Look at the time, you went and you spent
Never gave back all the shit you were lent
Bitch you had thought and you wished and you dreamt
Your days making shit have all come to an end

[Bridge]
Hate a man despite the fact you know I'm speaking right
Best thing on the site, no bitch we're nothing fucking alike
And if you disagree, consider yourself a fucking hater
You won't amount to shit, no you're no life changer
[Chorus]
Show up then desert, I'll put your body in the dirt
No one's gotta know that you left the fucking earth
Poppin' half a perc, hate a job, say "Fuck a work"
Steady making paper but depression's gotten worse
Show up then desert, I'll put your body in the dirt
No one's gotta know that you left the fucking earth
Poppin' half a perc, hate a job, say "Fuck a work"
Steady making paper but depression's gotten worse