Omega Weapon
(I hate this fucking song so much, I fucking hate this song)
Lock your doors, cuff your neck
"Operation: Kill my Ex" is in effect
I got a call from Aaliyah, she told me
"Bring the car around, and a umbrella for when it starts to rain down"
And when it pours, I hope it's what it seems
A nightmare for me is waking up from this dream
I was only thirteen when you was just twenty-plus
Age reduced to irrelevance when we (fucked)
Caving into pressure, snorting cocaine off the dresser in slow-mo
Feeling Lucky at my desk, Google searchin' my life away
On some slash-b-slash shit, nobody's Skypin' me
So I gave her a ring (Hello?)
How's your life, how's your dream?
Sing a simple song of the same shit
The same niggas winnin' same Grammys for the same old hits
The same people shot up with the same old clips (Uh-huh)
And me, I'm in the middle, just laughing at all of it
They ain't never did nothing for me
So how you figure I should feel some sympathy for a nigga?
I'm too worried about stacking this cash up
'Cause fast money make these slow hoes move backwards
Tryin' to get a snap of us and...
Yeah, who's shoes are those? (Um...)
Who's fucking shoes are those? (Come on!)
Who's fuck- alright... (Wait, wait-wait, hold on!)
I see what's going on (Wait, no no no no!)
You was whistlin' Dixie, I'm fucking up the song
Well, the grass is cut, the snakes are surprised
You spider hoes, spinning up a web for your lies
I swear on my pride I don't wear no disguise
I hide in the best spot, bitch, right in plain sight
These hide 'n seek champions poking their heads to see me
Can't fit in my cleats, they just can't stand defeat
I foresee in your future death
So I'll take care of your daughter when you're dead
Make sure your family's fed and your father is good, I swear...
I did everything I could
Life gets hard, but it never plays fair
But I have no care for a cheat
I used to think, "World is mine, the world is mine,"
"My girl is fine, my girl is fine,"
I was just wasting time
She grabbed the back of my head and told me "Devon make me feel-"
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh)
Lock your doors, cuff your neck
"Operation: Kill my Ex" is in effect
I got a call from Aaliyah, she told me
"Bring the car around, and a umbrella for when it starts to rain down"
And when it pours, I hope it's what it seems
A nightmare for me is waking up from this dream
I was only thirteen when you was just twenty-plus
Age reduced to irrelevance when we (fucked)
Caving into pressure, snorting cocaine off the dresser in slow-mo
Feeling Lucky at my desk, Google searchin' my life away
On some slash-b-slash shit, nobody's Skypin' me
So I gave her a ring (Hello?)
How's your life, how's your dream?
Sing a simple song of the same shit
The same niggas winnin' same Grammys for the same old hits
The same people shot up with the same old clips (Uh-huh)
And me, I'm in the middle, just laughing at all of it
They ain't never did nothing for me
So how you figure I should feel some sympathy for a nigga?
I'm too worried about stacking this cash up
'Cause fast money make these slow hoes move backwards
Tryin' to get a snap of us and...
Yeah, who's shoes are those? (Um...)
Who's fucking shoes are those? (Come on!)
Who's fuck- alright... (Wait, wait-wait, hold on!)
I see what's going on (Wait, no no no no!)
You was whistlin' Dixie, I'm fucking up the song
Well, the grass is cut, the snakes are surprised
You spider hoes, spinning up a web for your lies
I swear on my pride I don't wear no disguise
I hide in the best spot, bitch, right in plain sight
These hide 'n seek champions poking their heads to see me
Can't fit in my cleats, they just can't stand defeat
I foresee in your future death
So I'll take care of your daughter when you're dead
Make sure your family's fed and your father is good, I swear...
I did everything I could
Life gets hard, but it never plays fair
But I have no care for a cheat
I used to think, "World is mine, the world is mine,"
"My girl is fine, my girl is fine,"
I was just wasting time
She grabbed the back of my head and told me "Devon make me feel-"
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Hendryx
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