TWICE REMOVED

[Intro]

And this 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

[Pre-Chorus]

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 (Yeah)

This is how I love, it's sad you tappin' out (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Shit got so old so fast

Shit I do, it's for my boys and the cash (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 (Yeah)

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

Was getting regal, Grim Reaper on my ass (On my ass)

G-G-Grim Reaper on my ass (On my ass)

Uh, Grim Reaper on my ass (On my ass)

[Bridge]

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 (Yeah)

[Verse]

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 (Uh)

H-H-Haha, haha, jack my— jack my swag

0-3, 0-3, 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

[Build]

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

[Drop]

(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 (Yeah)

This is how I love, it's sad you tappin' out (Yeah)

This is how I love, it's sad you tappin' out (Yeah)

This is how I love, it's sad you tappin' out (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Shit got so old so fast

Shit I do, it's for my boys and the cash (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 (Phone)

Uh, not face of shit except the music I own

Yeah, Grim Reaper on my ass (Grim Reaper on my ass)

Grim Reaper on my ass

[Bridge]

That's just how I 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

I-It's sad you tappin' out

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

I felt some real pain, turned to something ugly

Real shame, when I go pray you above me

[Build]

Two can play, but two's a crowd

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

Two can dance, get the music loud

You a dead man flexin', show some a—

[Drop]

(J—)