[Intro]

And the shit was three years ago, it feels like a million

Three years ago, I could've touched a million

Three years ago, I had that magic in my hand

[Verse 1]

I'm waking up this morning thinkin' shit's depleted

I-I-I shook some hands they mad they couldn't keep it, yeah

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

[Chorus 1]

Shit got so old so fast

Shit I do it's for my boys and the cash

Shit I do it's all the boys in my balance

All I do is for those feelings I still have

I sent a prayer I don't think he hit me back

Was getting regal grim reaper on my ass

Grim reaper on my ass

Grim reaper on my ass

So where we going now?

They talk about me different without friends around

Go higher than the ceiling just to lick my mouth

I base my life on the sound

[Verse 3]

Shit was 0-3

'03 bitch, I'm Avril Lavigne

Z-Z-Zero-Zero, twice removed XP

I don't see you- see you count it, I know how you crack

H-H-Haha, haha, jack my- jack my swag

03, 03, I sketch the police

So what paled you out?

Twice removed dissing

What you wanna chase?

Run the footage back

Haha, haha, jack my- jack my swag

[Pre Chorus]

Two can play, but two's a crowd

So there's two of me, I'm clonin' out

Two can dance, get the music loud

You a dead man flexin', show some ass now

[Chorus 2]

Dead

Dead man suckin', take a drag out

There's two of me (Two of me), I'm clonin' out

D-D-Dead man flexin', show some ass now

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

This is how I love it's sad you tappin out

[Verse 4]

Shit got so old so fast

Shit I do it's for my boys and the cash

Shit I do it's all the boys in my balance

Speak on me and kill yourself or go home

Could feel them putting me on a shelf through the phone

Not face of shit except the music I own

Grim Reaper on my ass (Grim Reaper on my ass)

Grim Reaper on my ass

That's how you feel it's sad you're sneak dissing though

Everybody cares, everybody knows

Independent, no new friends, but some old foes

We hum the tune, don't know how it goes

It's sad you tappin' out

This is how I love it's sad you crashing now

I felt some real pain, turned to something ugly

Real shame, when I go pray you above me

Two can play, but two's a crowd

There's two of me, I'm clonin' out (Ohh)

Two can dance, get the music loud

You a dead man flexin', show some ass now