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I remember me and Brody hyped up on some shitty old me
Talking on some if it's me, then it's we
That's the vision we had both seen
That's my dawg, we went back like 2014
But we grew up now don't talk like ex flings
I used to praise God but I been off it as of late
I'm too far gone, my soul long ways from saved
I sip my oolong with a hand gripped to my waist
I whip out that K and I spray
I'm a fucking renegade
Motherfuckers chirping and tweeting like it was Twitter bruh
I X out the next motherfucker, tired of these cynical
Whiney ass bitches, lying ass bitches
Crying on the motherfucking timeline ass bitches like
Perked up like tiny titties on a cold day
I hit the delay then pon de replay
Like Ri say, it's ASAP I highjack
You, make you look dumber than Drake after Taylor Made
What the fuck you tryna say?
Uptown looking handsome
Bad bitch tryna grab some
Tell this story to my grandson
Chew em up like some damn gum
My pockets holding a ransom
You look weird like Manson
Pop shit no hand gun
Pop shit no hand gun
Pop shit, I hit some nice notes on my big records
Cover blown but shawty knows that I'll always come and get her
Safe just like Rapunzel way up high within her tower
No boom boom pow, I reach the top, I got that power
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (what?)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (yeah!)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (you heard?)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (what?)
I stay banded up like Ronny J, distorted beats and shit
Gp in the club, I take my pay from all y'all screams and clicks
Fleeting moments passed me by, I grew of age in like a year
SODI on the track, I swear to God bro just massaging ears
All these Twitter soldiers hopping on my dick like it's an orgy
I don't fuck with circle jerks and I don't fuck with phonies
All of these jabronis getting branded like My Little Pony
White ass faces, I know that tape you dropped is just a Stoney
Post Malone, I know you pussy boys feel so alone
Don't hate on an Anish just cause I'm way better than all you clones
Al Capone, unlike you I do what I gotta do
No Twitter feuds, just destroying shit, strong minded as Mewtwo
No Masterball could even catch me, Sonic speed can't even pass me
Tahu flames made me feel cold, how I do it? Only God can know
So next time you dance with Parished please just try not to forget
The name from front to back cause how can you kill what's already dead?