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Andrew on her weave It's that Andrew
Andrew on her weave It's that Auernheimer
Andrew on her weave It's that Auernheimer
Andrew Pulling on her It's that Andrew
We are the dreams of our parents 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 between Donnie G and Gambino? He hang with girls like he Lena, but some time to re up Tequila in the cantina, 30 I swallowed The sauce was so then she said "you need to grow up You been doing for too long That camp was a years ago, sing me a different song" Whether you're or controlling, just a reminder You you get it, you don't, it's the Andrew Auernheimer I'm gone, now I'm Give a fuck or give 'em hell, just not a to react Durden this burden, hurtin', they said there 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 things never of It was all love, "go hard" Making dope, it's a trap, backfired Panic dreams, so it seems we're to die I had to it out, "it's the best," no, that's a lie Had to get some stuff off my chest, I High on my own, it took time to Because the internet, are forever But if we fuck up on this journey, at least we're Man, I wish I could go back and that kid it's make-believe Make 'em believe in themselves, people who needed my I felt, keeling myself No one's been this lost I just get the information or say it sucks I got the motivation, your talent's just a bunch of luck Hard work and dedication, but it's run amok Waking up in places I don't remember from people I never met, doors left open (Who are Don't do it. Who are you?) I don't know who I am on the beat though Still in the game, but he with a cheat code connection ever, my life inside a computer Them bands that'll make 'em dance, my Lollapalooza The violence, first-person First to move, first person to speak My mils aren't meek, they scream in the Losing my frame of reference, these pieces are shit with Funny the day you born that's really death sentence I met girl at a dinner, we conversating She beautiful in the face, but her voice is truly And she write her own shit, becoming so close knit Smoke up and to eat, she helping me focus No Anna Nicole Smith, she getting Niggas props like a musical live and learn She say she feel all the time, I'm similar I her in my dreams on the moon, I visit her Every night I her "I wanna solve the world, I think I need your help" She text me "how you gon' trust when you don't trust yourself?" I mean she though, 45 like a light-bulb And I could've died like my iPhone, but I kept going like a And I took chance like a roll, dropping jewels like it's puberty a note on the glass, "you see what these labels do to me" Texts "I'm Wet", I said "hold up, wait up a minute" H2O plus my D, that's the I'm living in it Never forget this feeling, gonna reach a million Eventually all my followers realize they need a leader on your own shit, fuck what these clones think Just remember that you the shit, but act it don't stink We were childish but had to 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 joke's you up
You're here now. You have to me You have to me I need you. You to help me You have to me You to help me Please me help me Please me