DEAD2ME

Yo see

I'on really fuck with the fake shit

That snake shit, you know?

And I know to say that

That's like some cliché shit

But, um, see

You and I? Uh

We've all been casualties of casual tea that's spoken casually

All cute about it "Just asshole things"

I don't fuck with the type to go "Um actually"

You got that air of superiority

What makes you think you important more than me?

Out here acting so so disorderly

Mouth running like a TMZ reporter be

Gossip, gossip, coming from your lips

Don't nobody wanna hear it, stop it

Toxic, toxic, all that you focus on

Exhaustive, please just drop it

Outta pocket, constantly on a bit of bogus

Here's a fork and socket

Colin Robinson, you robbin' fun from everyone

Absorbing drama

I put a bandage on damage done in the past to me

I'on let it hang overhead of me like a canopy

I'on really care much if anybody's a fan of me but

But they get triggered easy with issues like it's a magazine

I toed the line like walking on a tightrope

Had to give 'em offense, call me Michael

Jordan, maybe Myers, doesn't matter

Couple different ways a mind could shatter

Keep discussing me like I'm the very air you fuckin' breathe

But when you see my derriere in public it's a hug to greet

It's ugly, it's underneath me

Like the bottom of my feet

I'd never trade my soul for soulless company

Get fucked for real

I'on see the point in fakin' pleasantries

I'm annoyed when you act like we closer than we'd ever be

If you remembered me?

You'd know that energy between us

Never seemed like it was anything like friendly

I-I-I-I

I'on see a point in faking smiles for a picture wit'cha

I'd rather avoid that altogether so let's keep it simple

You was never seen around when I was down and out

But now you come around when I got better things?

You dead to me

Mask on, mask off

No handjob, you a jackoff

Walkin' over everyone like blacktop

What you expecting, kisses on the asphalt?

Hmm? I don't think so

Never knew that you could sink so

Low as a limbo king go

Down on the floor

Lookin down at everyone, arms akimbo

Had to cut you out, no emo

Once was a kemosabe, amigos prolly

Now you deepthroat, copy

Anything that you think is popping

Please just stop it (Stop it)

Your Team is Rocket, you be concocting

Schemes and plots to take the things that you want

But you never seem to lock it

And seeing you drop it is hilarious, honest

But you? You're very dishonest

That's why our past I keep buried in coffins

Heart on my sleeve but I'm tearing it off

Because I'll never give you no ammo for talkin'

Outta your colon 'bout shit you don't know about

Snake in the grass and I'm bringin' the mower out

Put you on blast, you a bitch and I know it now

You like a ditto, you mimic but don't evolve

I don't wanna hear a fuckin' thing out of your mouth

Gimme the opposite of loud like a speaker blowing out (Shh!)

Speak it, let it breathe, you can't delete it when it's out

You gotta be hella fatigued with how you reaching for that clout

Little grown man without his own plan

Taking no stand, what he don't have, want it so bad

Doesn't know how to get with the program

So he lash out like mascara, so sad!

I'on see the point in fakin' pleasantries

I'm annoyed when you act like we closer than we'd ever be

If you remembered me?

You'd know that energy between us

Never seemed like it was anything like friendly

I-I-I-I

I'on see a point in faking smiles for a picture wit'cha

I'd rather avoid that altogether so let's keep it simple

You was never seen around when I was down and out

But now you come around when I got better things?

You dead to me