[Verse 1]
Work at night (night), no sleeping [?]
I spit that ether, either way these 'B's will fall
People gawk to my shit, my words will change
Keep it on your list, every verse is insane
Down on [?], blacked out in my skinny jeans
Rap, shout, all in between
I pass out with an ass out
I'll kick and scream, you dirty
I'm Mr Clean, I'll put you out like some Listerine
And if you seem to be feisty, you might need a bit of my history
I'm just a teen, here meet my friends (hi)
Crickets, forget it, well here I am
Now I've done, every show without any hoes
Not a dime or a penny shown
Every city I'm nevеr known
Fuck it, it's nothing
I've dropped the [?], no sеcrets here
Grab the ball, so let's read it clear
You're not involved so don't think you're ear--are, sorry
Hardly even know you, invite me to your party, but I'm probably home on produce
Working on my vocals, as your jerking and you blow [?]
I'm just searching for my focal, as your twerking for a [?]
It's fucked, suck all day
I don't give a fuck if you're [?]
You can say I suck, I must let you know I'm just okay
Not know [?], not no way
Got no job has got me paid
I'm just a slob, [?], play my shows at a coffee place (drink up)
Stop the play, this beat is good (it is)
But I said fuck good beats (you're right), [?] more speak I should
So let it roll (roll), tell me why I work for nothing (why)
Man, I'm a jerk at something
'Cause I'm the type of person that is personally rad
I'm lurking for a version of a virgin 'B' to smash
So stop the beat to catch my breath
I'm off my feet, I've left the deck
I've got a D and a set of bricks
Let me know how I end this diss
(Let me know) [x4]
Let me know how I end this diss
[Verse 2]
I'm not quite through
Even though I'm speaking low, you need to know I'm breathing, keep on top of you
'Cause I don't take shortcuts
I don't want to make this short but
I don't want to take your tour bus, I got my own van and yours sucks
Not. Your. Bus
But your tunes
All you talk about is hot whores, butts and your crew
I got no sluts
And I'm not sure what I do
If I had to hear your god damn voice in my room
Get it, quit it, I'm sick of you
All you whining kids, go up on your Twitter just to bicker about a bitch
And how you're out of cigs, and your house isn't as big
And you doubt that I'm the shit
Wait, you doubt that I'm the shit (shit)
I'm running laps
Sun up to sun down, hear that thunder clap
Wonder, I'm the one to ask
I'm off the task
I'm here to explain views
I'm here to contain moves
I'm steering to save you
Hear me and thank you
Not question me
Fuck around my [?], to stick around for the reckoning
So let me be, [?] all your lives
I'm just asking when I make it, don't come back for the prize (like)
This is the last call to nowhere (last call, last call nowhere)
(We going) I said this is the last call to nowhere
You coming with
So this is the last call, the last call, the last call
Kar
