Yeah Never thought I'd be talking from this perspective But, I'm not really sure what else you expected When the higher-ups have all come together as a collective With conspiracies to end my run and send me a message 40, did you get the message? 'Cause I just checked my phone and I didn't get it I mean, I say hats off for a solid effort But we didn't flinch for a second, we got our shit together Yeah, not here to fight wars But niggas wanna talk high scores PARTY just dipped off in a white Porsche And I just came from dinner where I ate some well-done seared scallops That were to die for But I got bigger fish to fry I'm talkin' bigger shit than you and I Kids are losin' lives, got me scared of losing mine And if I hold my tongue about it, I get crucified Wrote this shit on a bumpy flight on a summer night Flyin' over Chattanooga, out here tryin' to spread the movement I just got me the Mercedes Pullman You niggas never heard of it, you gotta hit up Google Back in the city, shit is getting brutal These kids'll hit your noodle then take a girl to the movies They've been dropping out on both sides We ain't in it, we just ghost ride The pen is working if you niggas need some ghost lines I thought you wanted yours like I want mine I guess you just making moves on your own time But just know it'll be January in no time And your absence is very concerning It's like you went on vacation with no plan of returning Shit is purely for sport, I need a 30 for 30 Banners are ready in case we need to retire your jersey, yeah I got a club in the Raptors arena Championships, celebrations during regular seasons Paternity testin' for women that I never slept with I'm legally obligated if they request it So much legal action like I'm Michael Jackson Luckily, I'm great at avoidin' distraction Used to give no reaction, now I'm overreactin' Ah nigga, that shit gotta go platinum I just listened to Closer To My Dreams Wide eyed and uneducated at 19 I can't rap like that, all young and naive Not after all of the shit I've seen and the things I believe Drastically changing, thank you for all your patience I'm just in a different space and I choose to embrace it Four thousand square feet just isn't as spacious You loved me back in the basement, guess it is what we make it I'm tired of awkward exchanges and nigga's crooked ways Tired of champagne toasts with people that look away Peyton and Eli when niggas called me they brother the season start And I don't wanna see you end up with nothing Y'all throw the word "family" around too much in discussion Rookie season, I would've never thought this was coming They knees give out and they passing to you all of a sudden Now you the one getting buckets They put their arm around you, now you becoming the crutches Kids got on your number 'cause you the one they look up to And women that you seen on TV look better in person And either they wanna fuck you or convince you That they care to see where it goes from there, but These ain't the girls from Brampton, this ain't that local action The haters just bringing me and my people closer, actually What happened to the things you niggas said was supposed to happen? Are we just supposed to ignore the fact that it never happened? We just supposed to get the pie and then split it in two? Supposed to forget your mistakes but not forget about you? My plan was always to make the product jump off the shelf And treat the money like secrets, keep that shit to ourselves Papi champú, young pablito de seis dios 6 G-O-D, I think I Was destined for this shit when I was 'round Keyshia Cole and T.I And Young Dro was popping off with Ain't I Way before niggas had they hands out like they doing macarena But who am I to complain now, I'm still around, they know Yeah

Aye yuh, RoddyKobain ayee Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Beyblade on an opp, r.i.p Fuck his wife end his life, bitch Call it tragic bitch don't get dramatic I fucked on a bitch it graphic romantic Keep talking that shit disappear, call it magic I'm fly like a bird, tote that Johnson no magic I fucked up her life, bitch im toxic, traumatic Yall niggas some ducks, always quacking no action I shock like a shot like im spittin that static Be nosy inspector, get hit with that gadget Bang bang on his noggin, that shit felt fantastic Pull up to the funeral, piss in his casket Feel like a assassin, put niggas in baskets Hmm, a habit Being real thats a gift, not a passion Bitch i'm telling, Kobain never asking Gotta issue, than shit gon get drastic Switch the flow like an auto mechanic Never cap, all my shit be organic I flexed on yo hoe, she said my dick gigantic Nicknamed it titanic, got Broly yea jab, yea they presence volcanic I fucked on a thot, yea my preference hispanic A demon, a beast, but some call it satanic (I'm a motherfucking devil) Bitch beware for odyssey, but try not to panic Ody Kobain on you (You, you, you, you) Odyssey baby reporting live from out the womb Swing and I rattle a pussy nigga out his boots Fuck the protection because a nigga coming through With that effortless veteran level fire get the troops I aim style shoot Kick you Deku Knife looking slutty the way it cut a nigga loose Stab him repeatedly till his vigor exceedingly loses grip with his conciseness As he falls into a pool of himself Of himself He's a liquid yo check it Dude changing states like it's witness protection Meeting yo bitch then I unzip my weapon Slide to my crib then comense the dissection We from the south so y'all know we be reckless My record be flawless while yo shit should flaw less Y'all know I be stupid like my name is Texas Hit a bitch with the dick, make the sound wake the neighbors Since i was a jitt, had delinquent behavior Sock em in his jaw, call my fist Nihilator I like my bitch sweet, I could fuck now and later I'll be back in her sack, call my dick Terminator Deck em in his chest, stopped his breath venalator Hmm, manipulator Run shit like a refrigerator Erase you, chokeslam you too hell, Undertaker I be coming like a nut on the beat like yo bitch face I state it, envade it, i'd run right through yo space He say he a blood, yea aight give em Blueface I fucked on his bitch then throwed her down the staircase Go dumb at the bell cause i'm bringing in dumb weight Just slide on a opp, then i bounced like a roller skate Gun to ya head, finna erase yo database Fuck on yo bitch, do that shit on a day to day Puff puff smoke dope, tough gas don't pass God damn uh huh motherfucker Nick nack, patty whack don't lack Glock 40 on my lap, ease back motherfucker Bitch I am up, you can't phase me Tracking off the pack, in a hobby it was daily Blunt smoke got me feeling so wavy All of you niggas straight cappin, fugazi Bussin the seal got me lazy, underground king like im haiti Straight the bucket from mercedes Energy high, you can't save me All of this hate, yea done made me All of this hate, yea done made me All of this hate, yea done made me All of this hate, yea done made me Demons all up in my head, they can't take me I be coming like a nut on the beat like yo bitch face I state it, envade it, might run right through yo space He say he a blood, yea aight give em Blueface I fucked on his bitch then throwed her down the staircase Go dumb at the bell cause i'm bringing in dumb weight Just slide on a opp, then i bounced like a roller skate Gun to ya head, finna erase yo database Fuck yo bitch, do that shit on a day to day

Yuh RoddyKobain aye No soul No soul No soul No soul No soul Oh You really had it bad But they"ll never understand They"ll never know your soul has moved beyond And ya futures in ya hands And youre tired of this dance Reaching for the second chance And that shit fucking agony When you get caught and fold everything That you had planned Momma said that shit part of the plan Keep ya head up dont fall to a man Cause these niggas evil They act like they gang But then flee when you flat on yo ass My light green Finna spazz on the gas Old kobain has returned Welcome back Bitch my soul either faded or black Yea my mind either jaded or jazzed Fuck boy gone say this and say that Must not know that we outside his home Bullets dancing With his chromosome Bad bitch Bangin on the bone Niggas weak soft Styrofoam Big drip bain Honeycomb Thot after thot I was on But I cannot do that shit no more Swear to God that shit had broke me whole Fucking bitches On white niggas boats Poppin percs Pussy diving in hoes In the end they all left me alone Feelin pain Handle pain all alone See me pop ya lil boy Yea he grown Never met you but always stayed strong Rest in peace old boy stared it all Drift away In a haze Washing all my Uh Sins away Giving up he can't No longer take it Made a choice to settle Altercation Weighing down you cant No longer face it Did what he had to do You cannot blame em A opp get dropped Kobain bang em KKK The gang hang em Felt so close But I was really far From coming back to life To fight this dangerous mental war Always good intentions Swear I never ment to harm But now my soul is gone Mental enrage finna inform Opp gone bounce Get rolled 10 Toes a nigga never fold From the ville i care about the bros Before them niggas Turned into some hoes He talkin shit his face gone end up bruised I dont give a fuck Bitch im numb to my toes We gone bash to the death All my values are thrown Screaming no soul No soul No soul Pity the enemies Stomp on yo foes Value these bitches Throw rocks at these hoes Bain and B.C Fresco storm witta pole Stay packing the heat Jimmy Tyler Hero So hot but so cold No soul no soul Dont bend dont fold No soul no soul These nigga they fake Must follow the code No soul No soul No soul No soul You can not mess wit my nigga Don Doda He coming with RoddyKobain Aye Play in the field with them players They coming with arm and that bitch gotta aim Yeah We feeling to hot in the city Who coming like biggie We bringing the flame Yo thot she a thot she a groupie She wanted a movie I don't want her name I pop on yo spot like I'm Scooby I'm solving the mystery don't need a gang I cut off his head for the win And I sit like a prize so it hang on my chain You scary ass niggas be talking to Mucci Lil nigga go talk to Kobain And I gotta soul in this body I'm coming like Rocky Who beating my shottie 7PM in the studio Roddy like Mucci I need you to catch me a body You know imma do it Cause that is my nigga I hop out the whip And I aim at yo mommy I'm finna go ghost in this city A nigga want power This gun for the show it's a Tommy Felt so close But I was really far From coming back to life To fight this dangerous mental war Always good intentions Swear I never ment to harm But now my soul is gone This mental rage finna inform Opp gon bounce Get rolled 10 Toes a nigga never fold From the ville i care about the bros Before them niggas Turned into some hoes He talkin shit his face gone end up bruised I dont give a fuck Bitch im numb to my toes We gon bash to the death All my values are thrown Screaming no soul No soul no soul Pitty the enemies Stomp on yo foes Value the bitches Throw rocks at these hoes Bain and B.C Fresco storm witta pole Stay packing the heat Jimmy Tyler Hero So hot n so cold No soul no soul Dont bend dont fold No soul no soul These nigga be fake Cant follow the code No soul no soul No soul no soul No soul No soul No soul No soul No soul No soul Roddykobain aye