[Intro]
(Troy, you're just)
(Oh yeah, G)
What the fuck?
Yea, yea, yea

[Chorus]
This ain't Trippie, but I really miss the rage, yeah
You n***as talkin' shit, did I miss a page?, yeah
My name ain't Jourdon, my name Mr. Rage, yeah
'Cause I miss the rage, yeah, yeah, I miss the rage, yeah

[Verse]
Yea, these n***a's got no other option
Talk to me nice, or talk to me hard, your heart gonna stop all that pumpin
Yea, I'm the type of n***a to turn nothin' into somethin' (just one thing)
(Aye n***a what the fuck that just happened?)
N***a that's me winning, yea
I counted 10 toes, counted 10 fingers, yea
I don't like rappin', I just do all this singin', yea
Do all this singin', yea, yea (bitch)
My name ain't Soulja Boy, I just tell 'em what I tell 'em
I treat it like it's slavery, Ima go and sell him
I don't do the same shit cause it's my best sellin'
I don't do the same shit cause it's my best sellin'
Yeah, I just be trippin', I don't really know, know, know, know
Look at my wrist, that shit be drippin', water on the floor, floor, floor, floor
I keep that shit to myself, I don't trust these hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes
After what she don' did, I don't do this datin' no more
Yeah, you see them fucking cuts, yea?
Fuckin' all you bitches, and you left me on a bus, yea
Datin' on a bitch, should've known she was a slut, yea
Yea, I'm at my max, I guess I'm out of luck, yea
Yea, I used to do all that cappin', yea, now I'm doin' that trappin', yea
Now I'm doin' that rappin', yea, you still doin' that cappin', yea
Yea, you still doin' that cappin', yea
(I don't know what the fuck goin' on)
[Chorus]
This ain't Trippie, but I really miss the rage, yeah
You n***as talkin' shit, did I miss a page?, yeah
My name ain't Jourdon, my name Mr. Rage, yeah
'Cause I miss the rage, yeah, yeah, I miss the rage, yeah