Ornament
We Used to talk everyday
Now I don't even check your messages
Crackers turn to past tense
They was never relevant, I never lost my sentiment
I'm removing filters and all these pussies fell for it
Dropped HYPNO and no-one really felt for it
Said delete Distro, And that is why I'm arrogant
They wanna be Front Row To witness my excellence
And all it took was a verse on a beat this elegant
I could change your mind in a week
Your pussy ass gon weep when i catch you offbeat
It's been two years since I made What I Need
Now I see that my brown ass cant ever be beat
I used to listen to my songs with hatred in my heart
Didnt think Id come far, yet here we are
Looking at the stars, Wishing one day
Imma make bank off writing these bars
(It's HYPNO)
If you want beef come and get it
These crackers anti-semitic and racist
And it's so pathetic
If you want beef, you gotta call the paramedic
Cause i ain't never been known for being sympathetic
Keep hiding in reddit, imma take all the credit
You love making fat lies then you love to spread it (Uh-huh)
Whatever I said I don't regret it
And imma keep making this bread i cannot sweat it
I'm feeling like JID on "Bruddadem"
Feeling so bad, should have knew his past haunted him
Should have knew my mistake could fuck with him
So when he made it through I applauded him
Knew it tortured him
But he stayed strong, Should have awarded him
And It felt so wrong and it took long
But and the end of the day on tree, your still my favourite ornament
Now I don't even check your messages
Crackers turn to past tense
They was never relevant, I never lost my sentiment
I'm removing filters and all these pussies fell for it
Dropped HYPNO and no-one really felt for it
Said delete Distro, And that is why I'm arrogant
They wanna be Front Row To witness my excellence
And all it took was a verse on a beat this elegant
I could change your mind in a week
Your pussy ass gon weep when i catch you offbeat
It's been two years since I made What I Need
Now I see that my brown ass cant ever be beat
I used to listen to my songs with hatred in my heart
Didnt think Id come far, yet here we are
Looking at the stars, Wishing one day
Imma make bank off writing these bars
(It's HYPNO)
If you want beef come and get it
These crackers anti-semitic and racist
And it's so pathetic
If you want beef, you gotta call the paramedic
Cause i ain't never been known for being sympathetic
Keep hiding in reddit, imma take all the credit
You love making fat lies then you love to spread it (Uh-huh)
Whatever I said I don't regret it
And imma keep making this bread i cannot sweat it
I'm feeling like JID on "Bruddadem"
Feeling so bad, should have knew his past haunted him
Should have knew my mistake could fuck with him
So when he made it through I applauded him
Knew it tortured him
But he stayed strong, Should have awarded him
And It felt so wrong and it took long
But and the end of the day on tree, your still my favourite ornament
Credits
Writer(s): Kia Hypno
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