Machine Gun Kelly - Miss Me текст песни

Cleveland on my back
L's up when you see me
Came from the underground
Now they on the tv, swear to God
Fuck this, ain't shit changed, fools
Kellz

You can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical
And lyrical barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was hard knocks
I'm from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks to the catfish
Five bucks to the bad bitch
Five bucks and the drought in this city could get you a piece of that catfish
Saran wrap for the wrapping
Mina, we bundling … Vegas, I swear it's contagious
There's no way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my did is
Blood stains on my chucks 'cause, well, you know what that is
Jetlag from these long flights
Still sitting cokes like it's practice
Feeling like students when the school's back
I'm tryina see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil but maybe that's why I do that shit
Fact is I did what I need 'cause the country we living is fascist
No Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist
Could've seen what I've seen without IMaxes and 3D glasses
Y'all in family houses like Bob Saggots
Both parents, I was on family couches like you don't want it
I'll wear it, inherit and hand-me-downs as a grown man
Embarrassed but these dreams seem far fetched when reality is just sharing a shirt
Shower is jitter while your newborn's in the carriage
Packing the groceries and bags
But we have only a seven dollar average
This ain't living, this is strike

Mixed with Hennessy and some Sprite
Maybe one day they'll remember me like they remember Mike
When I'm gone
Maybe they'll remember me when I'm gone
When my time's up in this earth
And they bury me in that dirt
Don't say that I ain't milked this life
For everything that it's worth
Everything that it's worth
And when I die, remember me like Kurt, bang
They say dub quick with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Don't misjudge, I'm not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
I'm in your memory for infinity
And the same go for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy or East High on the eastside
Where them niggas die over anything, yeah
I'm Dub-O nigga, you ain't know
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling place like Flacko
But I'm so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And EST is my damn game
I been repping that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles, that champagne it's Clicquot for the champions
Now, where the hell is my damn ring, bitch?
Celebration for nothing
Let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no fronting
Seven days out the week I be working, I'm full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat, remember who told y'all
I'm gone
Remember me when I'm gone
When the time's up in my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don't say that I ain't give this gang everything that I got
Everything that I got
And when I die, remember me like Pac