The Boy Is Gone
I just saw you with your man he getting dropped
Picking up the pieces to the puzzle then I clocked
You ended it with me and went with him because he popped
That man is a goofie and he looking like the rock
I swear you start to lose it when you're aiming for the top
But I stopped, Let it go, I be aiming for some
Change and best believe it's set in stone
Everybody running to me like I wasn't left alone
Still depressed but at least your boy got better with the flow
Let her know Dyl
Yuh, I'm a hard hitter, Ima bar spitter
And your man be dropping shit but see I can't litter
I know all these other rappers may be far bigger
But I know you all listen, ima star killer
All this time I thought I really knew you
Now I'm standing here looking at the new you
We don't have to love for your life
But your eyes tell me you want something else for the night
We don't have to go
We can take it slow
Baby don't you move
Your body's mine
We don't have to rush
It just takes a touch
It ain't hard to see that you are
Cos we're coming for the Apex
Palms open ready for the pay check
Paralyzed by the pace call it breakneck
Shove this motherfucking banger in your tape deck
Feeling like a tyrant writing the magna carta in coloured ink on my
Sphincter cos I write my own shit yeah historical texts from the first professional
Thinker Inca like influential rhymes I'll sink ya
Battleship in the drink
Gimme a second to think
There's no room left in the inn
Leave your dreams with your next of kin
Get in the bin
Bitch I'm singing a hymn
Nullify all these sins
You simp go lick a rim
Cos you know I'm the king
And I know that you're dim
Looking like a jester
Lest we forget you're a prick
Benevolent when I spit
I always fully commit
I think you should just admit
That I'm better at this
How can I take an l
My shit sounds like a spell
Dancing with the devil
Now be careful who you tell
I've never really taken to people, stay in my lane
I'm only really out here for the money and the fame
Bring my day ones with me cos they showed love every day
I think Taylor said it best, haters gonna hate
That's irate from you man that's not even cute
That's just fucking stupid to think you rule in a booth
Cos I'm the priest with the knowledge and you're the
Beast who's dishonest and you're abolished apologies honestly
I can't be bothered with your
Bullshit, who's this
Blowing up my phone
It's yo bitch
We don't have to go
We can take it slow
Baby don't you move
Your body's mine
We don't have to rush
It just takes a touch
It ain't hard to see that you are
Picking up the pieces to the puzzle then I clocked
You ended it with me and went with him because he popped
That man is a goofie and he looking like the rock
I swear you start to lose it when you're aiming for the top
But I stopped, Let it go, I be aiming for some
Change and best believe it's set in stone
Everybody running to me like I wasn't left alone
Still depressed but at least your boy got better with the flow
Let her know Dyl
Yuh, I'm a hard hitter, Ima bar spitter
And your man be dropping shit but see I can't litter
I know all these other rappers may be far bigger
But I know you all listen, ima star killer
All this time I thought I really knew you
Now I'm standing here looking at the new you
We don't have to love for your life
But your eyes tell me you want something else for the night
We don't have to go
We can take it slow
Baby don't you move
Your body's mine
We don't have to rush
It just takes a touch
It ain't hard to see that you are
Cos we're coming for the Apex
Palms open ready for the pay check
Paralyzed by the pace call it breakneck
Shove this motherfucking banger in your tape deck
Feeling like a tyrant writing the magna carta in coloured ink on my
Sphincter cos I write my own shit yeah historical texts from the first professional
Thinker Inca like influential rhymes I'll sink ya
Battleship in the drink
Gimme a second to think
There's no room left in the inn
Leave your dreams with your next of kin
Get in the bin
Bitch I'm singing a hymn
Nullify all these sins
You simp go lick a rim
Cos you know I'm the king
And I know that you're dim
Looking like a jester
Lest we forget you're a prick
Benevolent when I spit
I always fully commit
I think you should just admit
That I'm better at this
How can I take an l
My shit sounds like a spell
Dancing with the devil
Now be careful who you tell
I've never really taken to people, stay in my lane
I'm only really out here for the money and the fame
Bring my day ones with me cos they showed love every day
I think Taylor said it best, haters gonna hate
That's irate from you man that's not even cute
That's just fucking stupid to think you rule in a booth
Cos I'm the priest with the knowledge and you're the
Beast who's dishonest and you're abolished apologies honestly
I can't be bothered with your
Bullshit, who's this
Blowing up my phone
It's yo bitch
We don't have to go
We can take it slow
Baby don't you move
Your body's mine
We don't have to rush
It just takes a touch
It ain't hard to see that you are
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Writer(s): Dylan Saulick
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