LAY YO ASS TO WASTE
Mmm, mmm
Yeah, Yeah
(Ay, Gorczyca on the track) Uh, yeah
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
Yuh, I gotta go
I do not fit in your roles
Thinking about taking your soul, yuh
You do not fuck with the folks
Want all the money, I want all the cheese
Look at my bank account, I'm gonna go eat
Uh, you been irrelevant, B
Why are your pockets so empty?
Yah, yah, I'm feeling manic
Hit the wall, god damnit
My chest hurt, I might panic
Went from an angel to a savage
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
I'm exhausted
No more talking
I'll get out of here
No longer crawling
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
(Haha, yeah)
Yeah, Yeah
(Ay, Gorczyca on the track) Uh, yeah
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
Yuh, I gotta go
I do not fit in your roles
Thinking about taking your soul, yuh
You do not fuck with the folks
Want all the money, I want all the cheese
Look at my bank account, I'm gonna go eat
Uh, you been irrelevant, B
Why are your pockets so empty?
Yah, yah, I'm feeling manic
Hit the wall, god damnit
My chest hurt, I might panic
Went from an angel to a savage
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
(Lay them to waste, lay them to waste)
I'm exhausted
No more talking
I'll get out of here
No longer crawling
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, eh-yeah
All this talk, but they won't look me in my face
Trying to act like you my friend, my nigga, what you got to say?
Beef ain't really real, I might just lay your ass to waste
Everybody on the internet, my nigga where you stay?
(Haha, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Dewilliam Sir Antwan Carter, James Gorcyzca
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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