Farewell

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

(Yeah)

Life is a piece of cake, yeah

I'm just taking back what I bake, yeah

Bought a palace right off the lake, yeah

That's a place that I ain't even stay at

And try to put me in chalk, baby, I'm still walkin'

Remind a homie my legacy is revealed often

Can't settle for this day to day 'cause I made that way

I got a call and I'm crawlin' all through these 808s

Yelawolf is a business, that's why I stay the busiest

Runnin' circles around you, that's why you stay the dizziest

Don't say you wouldn't be famous, don't be a hypocrite

Fame is a bi-product of absolutely killing shit

And I kill shit

Nine-to-five from five to nine leaving nothing left alive

Boast and brag about the toe-tags

They don't believe in getting wealthy, that's so sad

They thought I'd stick around this trailer park forever

Motherfucker, I'm in heaven, tell God to send a letter

I'm a warrior to say the least

And I ain't worried about these haters, please

[Chorus: Yelawolf]

Farewell, goodbye, watch me go, watch me go

Farewell, don't cry, watch me go, watch me go (Catfish Billy, bitch)

[Verse 2: Struggle Jennings]

My daddy told me never tattle (Nah)

Never run from a battle (Huh)

You get knocked up off that horse

Get yourself off of the ground, dust yourself off

Get your ass back up on the saddle

Raised barefoot in the gravel (Uh)

You gotta know what really matters (Huh)

So fear no man, only God, when time's hard, fix your problem

Don't be lookin' for the answers in the bottle

I'm still looking in the bottle (Yeah)

I made it farther than my father (Huh)

Gotta practice what I preach to each his own, I'm in the zone

Leave me alone, I set the tone, so baby, don't bother

I feel like Jon Connor (Huh)

I'ma fight 'til I'm a goner (Yeah)

The terminator's coming, I'm not runnin'

Stand my ground for the resistance, gotta kill me

'Cause my soul is not to offer

I put that on my coffin

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]

Baby girl, I gotta go, daddy is up to somethin'

You know your father's a killer, ain't comin' back with nothin'

I'm coming back with dinner on my back

Leave the bloodstains, jumping down at the fucking quarter laundry mat

I've been around the world before I ever left the mud

Gadsden, Alabama, goddamn it, I made it 'cause

Couldn't fill up my appetite for destruction

Kick over the speakers and leave 'em, fuck it, they love 'em

Bitch, I won't hide behind my genius, no, I'm making classics

But you can hide behind this verse, you know I'm fucking snappin'

Tell the truth about me when you speak about me, boy

You better do some diggin', do some readin' 'bout your boy

'Cause you ain't never heard an artist, met an artist like me

Out of a million other artists, I'm the hardest liking, smartest likely

Runnin' shit in Luccheses like LeBron in some Nikes

Now I switched the fuck up on 'em

They haven't been the same since I put that gold chain buck on 'em

I'm out of here, I don't know if I'm coming back again

So I'ma leave you with this acronym

D-R-E-A-M

Determine reality eternally, amen