[Verse 1]
Look
I'm depressed and faded
Evil combination when your hearts at war
Middle finger up and I don't give a f** cause
You could bet you ain't getting love no more
No love lost
No less, no more
Back when they was sleeping on me
Ain't slept, no snore
You know what's for sure?
And we can make a bet
Your last name'll never be Moore no more
Give a n***a two years, you gon' shed a few tears
When you see me up inside that Panamera four door
You gon' be sick when I'm pushing V12's
And you riding on the L just to take the B6
Chivalry's dead but it once lived in me
I'm guessing that cupid didn't want it to be
I'm done with this flow and it's slow, can't you see?
I'm sorry I spit that like most you MCs
Back to the... topic at hand
Same trife shorty gave top to my mans
And had the nerve to ask if I'm dropping them bands
On Marants that she know she finna cop from the fam
Damn I'm on a roll, no honor roll
I swear these gold diggers be on a roll
Her new man gotta Mercedes-Benz
But I don't wanna be your knight in shining armorall and I...
[Hook: Jay Bel]
Should've called this one out early
Should've called this one away
Ain't too late to get it straight
Everything gon' be okay
Break the road and pave the way
Moving like a locomotive
Rolling should've told em "hey!"
Should've called this one away
[Verse 2]
It's hit or miss when I spit
Pissed off at a glimpse of this life that I picked
Ticked off, getting bugged by the time
I constrict, like a snake in the gra**
If you fake, get erased from my past-
Tense from the moments that'll make me a man
Content at the moment I should take me a camp
My consent at the moment is what makes me a champ
So these simple minded n***as try to phase me but can't
They say my music isn't sellable, they're sailing on that bullsh**
I rather sell em syllables instead of sell em bullsh**
Ain't even at my pinnacle of penning all this good sh**
Depending on my penmanship my pen is now a full clip
So p**y n***a ask me for a verse and catch a bullet
AR-15, when I spit a 16 split spleens leaning and sh**
Now your fanbase and record label screaming and sh**
Got every song I'm making is meaning to hit
Got every hater like "What you mean it's a hit?"
Goddamn Damn, can a n***a kick it? Rob Van Dam
Til A&Rs back flipping doing handstands to my damn jams
Oh, you jelly? Yeah I know
Your sh** too plain, I propeller with flow
Got everybody like... Will he fail, will he blow?
But only time'll tell I'm getting better as I grow
Now these rappers say they...
[Hook 2: Jay Bel]
They should've called this one out early
Should've called this one away
It's too late to get it straight
Everything won't be okay
We break the road and pave the way
Moving like a locomotive rolling
Should've told em "hey!"
Should've called this one away
They should've...