Look, I won't stop till you notice I'm the f*cking coldest
I'll be watching till they close it to give you roses
This is just the dope shit that I kick out the door with
And I don't need a motive, so bitch, you know you hopeless
I don't f*cking think that you were ever meant for me
I'm better off without you, you were better off with me
You Bout to be a memory if I don't stop and think
So let me put this down, and let me pick up tree
And let me call up Blizzy so I get him for a feat
Understand the mind, dawg, I know it's f*cking hard
Ain't tryna spend no time, dog, sitting behind them bars
So I'ma fly home, dog, getting back to Mars
And I'm back in the booth and I'm packing the juice
And I got the saddest and baddest the news
Hop in the back of the Caddy and gradually move
Till I'm blasting the back of your roof
Better than you, new and improved
Two steps ahead of you, fool
Cool as a Yeti when I Barretas to use
I'm never forgetting the tool
I was always guessing bout the crew
But never questioned if it's you
But now it's evidently true that it is definitely you
I bet that I'm getting it too
I wonder if my mama knew
Would've put me in the noose
But I knew I would have the juice
I know it's crazy, ain't it
I should get a payment
From the government for dealing with the pain I'm plagued with
It they tore me up apart
But now my heart is filled with pavement
I turn that shit to art
And then I'm bossing at the bank quick
Cause I switch up the flow so nice
They couldn't tell when they have seen it
Cause you reap what you sow
And I don't know a f*cking seamstress
I make this shit so fresh
Cause I need something I can clean with
After I pay a visit when I really want you vanquished
Look I won't stop till you notice
I'm the f*cking coldest
I'll be watching till they close it
To give you roses
This is just the dope shit that I kick out the door with
& I don't need a motive
So bitch, you know you hopeless
Brandon Mosc