Man made the web, you don't a name Man made of faults, I ain't too Every I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just the cops Trolling, trolling, trolling niggas Rick these niggas, they mad cause they don't know any better "Hold up, it's the kid, quick, him he can't sit with us" Fuck it, got money, bought friends I'm TBS VVS, I can see it all with the Real-D, hope dig a nigga before they bury me Even though, we were told to go where they go Hella slow, that's that dial up, watch it up
Andrew Pulling on her that Andrew Auernheimer
Andrew Pulling on her It's that Auernheimer
Andrew on her weave It's that Auernheimer
Andrew on her weave It's Andrew Auernheimer
We are the of our parents lost in the future Who hide the deepest and wear a mask like a lucha- open, we were smoking in the hotel The vapors through the hallway, the manager pissed as hell I mean where's the line Donnie G and Gambino? He hang girls like he Lena, but needed some time to re up in the cantina, 30 dollars I swallowed The sauce was so malo then she said "you to grow up You been doing this for too That was a million years ago, sing me a different song" Whether trolling or controlling, just a reminder You think you get it, you don't, it's the Andrew I'm gone, now I'm Give a fuck or give 'em hell, just not a chance to Tyler Durden this burden, hurtin', they said was curtains Certain demise, in his eyes, the pain inadvertent I could've where I was and have a life you'd be proud of But I'd rather chase never thought of It was all love, "go hard" Making dope, it's a trap, Ackbar Panic dreams, so it we're meant to die I had to figure it out, "it's the best," no, a lie Had to get some stuff off my chest, I on my own, it took time to realize Because the internet, are forever But if we fuck up on journey, at least we're together Man, I wish I could go back and tell kid it's make-believe Make 'em in themselves, people who needed my help I felt, keeling myself No one's ever been lost I get the information retweeted or say it sucks I just got the motivation, your talent's just a of luck work and dedication, but lately it's run amok Waking up in these places I don't Texts from people I never met, left open (Who are Don't do it. Who are you?) I know who I am anymore Still on the though Still in the game, but he moves with a code Slowest connection ever, my inside a computer Them bands that'll make 'em dance, my wallet's The violence, shooter person to move, first person to speak My mils aren't meek, they in the streets Losing my frame of reference, these pieces are shit breakfast Funny the day you born that's your death sentence I met this at a dinner, we conversating She beautiful in the face, but her voice is amazing And plus she write her own shit, becoming so close Smoke up and talking to eat, she me focus No Anna Smith, she getting hers Niggas taking props like a musical live and She say she feel all the time, I'm similar I her in my dreams on the moon, I visit her night I text her "I wanna solve the world, I think I need your help" She me "how you gon' trust somebody when you don't trust yourself?" I mean she right though, 45 a light-bulb And I could've died like my iPhone, but I kept like a psycho And I took chance like a dice roll, dropping like it's puberty a note on the glass, "you see what these labels do to me" Texts said "I'm Wet", I "hold up, wait up a minute" H2O plus my D, that's the I'm living in it Never forget feeling, never gonna reach a million Eventually all my followers realize they don't a leader on your own shit, fuck what these clones think Just remember that you the shit, but act like it stink We childish but had to grow up When you spitting real shit eventually you up like allergies, I'm afraid to go nuts Life's the biggest but the joke is on us Yeah, the you showed up
here now. You have to help me You have to me I need you. You have to me You to help me You have to me help me Please me Please me