I'm so lost and far gone
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
Vigorous nights are the outcome to my pitiful cries
When everyone left me, my life well-uh it was revised
Niggas love to shout out "opp!" so I just, roll my snake eyes
Got my hands on the Thanos Gauntlet just to modify
When I snap my fingers, fake lifestyle rappers vaporize
Switch up on you in my f*cking, pastor disguise
Too bad my attitude too couldn't be disguised
I alphabetize every bar up in my mind
And I'm computerized to feel desensitized
Taking the mic from me is like
Disregarding my second amendment rights and bitch
I exercise, my rights to fight I'm fully Americanized
I'm so lost and far gone
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
F*ck the nigga that you with
You supposed to be my ride or die
Didn't think you'd opt to suicide
It was just you and I then came another guy
And now I'm looking for another reason to continue life (woah)
Do you want me to stay or go?
I'll move wherever the cold wind blows
You don't f*ck with me and it shows
You the plant killer, I'm the rose
Please tell me why you were lovey dovey with me
If our future wasn't something you could see
My trust doesn't just grow on f*cking trees
Now look at me, in a f*cking slump
My f*cking heart ain't a f*cking dump
I shouldn't be guy two, I should be one
You're the reason it's so easy to mistrust
You're the reason it's so hard to just love
So tell me why it's him and not me?
Appearance verse the money?
Manners or being funny?
In the end my heart is still loving you
But my mind got the clues, my feet on the move
My love it's you lose
Because it's him that you choose, I pull out the stool
And tie up the noose, I'm going for a snooze, forever
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I'm so lost and far gone
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
Vigorous nights are the outcome to my pitiful cries
When everyone left me, my life well-uh it was revised
Niggas love to shout out "opp!" so I just, roll my snake eyes
Got my hands on the Thanos Gauntlet just to modify
When I snap my fingers, fake lifestyle rappers vaporize
Switch up on you in my f*cking, pastor disguise
Too bad my attitude too couldn't be disguised
I alphabetize every bar up in my mind
And I'm computerized to feel desensitized
Taking the mic from me is like
Disregarding my second amendment rights and bitch
I exercise, my rights to fight I'm fully Americanized
I'm so lost and far gone
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
F*ck the nigga that you with
You supposed to be my ride or die
Didn't think you'd opt to suicide
It was just you and I then came another guy
And now I'm looking for another reason to continue life (woah)
Do you want me to stay or go?
I'll move wherever the cold wind blows
You don't f*ck with me and it shows
You the plant killer, I'm the rose
Please tell me why you were lovey dovey with me
If our future wasn't something you could see
My trust doesn't just grow on f*cking trees
Now look at me, in a f*cking slump
My f*cking heart ain't a f*cking dump
I shouldn't be guy two, I should be one
You're the reason it's so easy to mistrust
You're the reason it's so hard to just love
So tell me why it's him and not me?
Appearance verse the money?
Manners or being funny?
In the end my heart is still loving you
But my mind got the clues, my feet on the move
My love it's you lose
Because it's him that you choose, I pull out the stool
And tie up the noose, I'm going for a snooze, forever
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
Vigorous nights are the outcome to my pitiful cries
When everyone left me, my life well-uh it was revised
Niggas love to shout out "opp!" so I just, roll my snake eyes
Got my hands on the Thanos Gauntlet just to modify
When I snap my fingers, fake lifestyle rappers vaporize
Switch up on you in my f*cking, pastor disguise
Too bad my attitude too couldn't be disguised
I alphabetize every bar up in my mind
And I'm computerized to feel desensitized
Taking the mic from me is like
Disregarding my second amendment rights and bitch
I exercise, my rights to fight I'm fully Americanized
I'm so lost and far gone
Hating niggas love to talk
F*ck your prayers and f*ck god
My life painted in crayon
When life gets hard, you gotta look on
You are who you depend on
Luck is fake and so is love
Your attitude can't be fixed at a salon
F*ck the nigga that you with
You supposed to be my ride or die
Didn't think you'd opt to suicide
It was just you and I then came another guy
And now I'm looking for another reason to continue life (woah)
Do you want me to stay or go?
I'll move wherever the cold wind blows
You don't f*ck with me and it shows
You the plant killer, I'm the rose
Please tell me why you were lovey dovey with me
If our future wasn't something you could see
My trust doesn't just grow on f*cking trees
Now look at me, in a f*cking slump
My f*cking heart ain't a f*cking dump
I shouldn't be guy two, I should be one
You're the reason it's so easy to mistrust
You're the reason it's so hard to just love
So tell me why it's him and not me?
Appearance verse the money?
Manners or being funny?
In the end my heart is still loving you
But my mind got the clues, my feet on the move
My love it's you lose
Because it's him that you choose, I pull out the stool
And tie up the noose, I'm going for a snooze, forever
Writer: Jason Simon
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