Machine Gun Kelly - FLOOR 13
Written by:BazeXX、Earl St. Clair、Machine Gun Kelly、Chris Malloy Jr.、Brandon Allen
I just spent too many minutes
Watching' little videos of sh*tty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living' after someone
Tried to send a kill shot missin' me
Young blonde don
And the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner
I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill
Grew up scrappin' and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trappin' on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland when they gate chase
17 years no plea deal
2014 when the people try to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history it was gonna happen eventually
I just can't wait 'til the day I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article tryin' to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talking' 'bout me in elementary
We ain't playing' it's deeper than the thing
People getting' checked for disrespectin' the Philly name
Two chopsticks no lo mein
Hollow tips got no name
Buss them sh*ts with no aim
Like it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag
This time it come from a face
The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody
I got off on floor 13 no in between
I roll my w**d with fontaine leaf
I chop my co*e on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
I just spent too many minutes
Watching' little videos of sh*tty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living' after someone
Tried to send a kill shot missin' me
Young blonde don
And the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner
I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y'all off
I see the blogs I read the comments
I'm confused I need to pause
Look at y'all waiting' on me to fall off
While I'm looking' at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records I ain't even 30
Give me 20 seconds I'll list 10 movies that I been in
One legend that tried to f**k with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I will never be in it
One agent that told me without her my career was be finished
And I couldn't give a single f**k inside my cerebellum
Y'all award shows suck go tell 'em
We ain't suckin' no d**k in the 21-6
Bro I always should've landed like Beckham
On the 13th floor with a weapon
I heard that they call me yeah let 'em in
I got something' for 'em yeah please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren yeah I can't wash this sh*t
Wake up say Good morning yeah like I forgot
Got off on floor 13 no in between
I roll my w**d with fontaine leaf
I chop my co*e on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
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