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1] Man made the Web, you need 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 these Rick Rolling these niggas, mad cause they don't know any better "Hold up, it's the kid, quick, tell him he can't sit us" Fuck it, got money, bought friends I'm TBS VVS, I can see it all the clarity Real deep, hope they dig a 'fore they bury me Even though, we were told to go they wouldn't go Hella slow, that's dial up, watch it pile up
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2] We are the dreams of our parents in the future Who hide the desires and wear a mask like a lucha- open, we were smoking in the hotel The vapors went through the hallway, the pissed as hell I mean where's the between Donnie G and Gambino? He hang with girls like he Lena, but needed time to re-up Tequila in the cantina, 30 I swallowed The salsa so malo then she said "You need to up You been doing for too long" That "Camp was a million years ago, sing me a song" Whether you're trolling or controlling, a reminder You think you get it, you don't, it's the Andrew Auernheimer, I'm gone... Now I'm back, give a fuck or give 'em hell, not a chance to react Tyler Durden this burden, hurting, they 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 things never thought of It was all love, "Go hard" Making dope, it's a trap, backfired Panic dreams, so it we're meant to die I had to figure it "It's the best," no, that's a lie Had to get some off my chest, I vaporized High on my own, it time to realize the Internet, mistakes are forever But if we fuck up on this journey, at least together Man, I I could go back and tell that kid it's make-believe Make 'em believe in themselves, people who my help Feelings I felt, keeling No one's ever been this I get the information retweet it or say it sucks I just got the motivation, your just a bunch of luck Hard work and dedication, but lately run amok Waking up in these I don't remember Texts people I never met, doors left open (Who are you? do it. Who are you?) I don't know who I am on the beat though Still in the game, but he moves with a code Slowest ever, my life inside a computer bands that'll make 'em dance, my wallet's Lollapalooza The violence, first-person First person to move, person to speak My mils aren't meek, scream in the streets Losing my frame of reference, these pieces of shit for Funny the day you that's really your death sentence I met this girl at a dinner, we She beautiful in the face, but her voice is amazing she write her own shit, becoming so close knit Smoke up and in the evening, she helping me focus No Anna Nicole Smith, she hers Niggas take her props a musical live and learn She say she feel alone all the time, I'm I meet her in my on the moon, I visit her Every night I text her "I wanna solve the world, I think I need help" She text me "How you gon' trust somebody when you don't yourself?" I she right though, 45 like 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 Wrote a note on the glass: "You see what labels do to me?" Texts said, "I'm wet"; I said, "Hold up, up a minute" H2O plus my D, that's my hood, I'm in it forget this feeling, never gonna reach a million Eventually all my followers realize they don't need a Stay on your own shit, fuck these clones think Just remember that you the shit, but act it don't stink We were but had to grow up When you spitting real shit eventually you up Realities like allergies, I'm to go nuts Life's the biggest but the joke is on us Yeah, the you showed up
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