Goodbye

[Verse 1]
At 13 I was living normal life
7th grade love keep me outta sight
Chilling in class getting wild
Sitting at a table, friends told me freestyle
Rapped on the hittas sitting at the table
Cracking jokes on my friends just cause I was able
Flashback to a couple months before
Haters coming at me on YouTube
So hard I couldn’t ignore
Them, so I dropped Back to Back
Word spread around the school I go hard on a track
Now after that people asking me to rap
A bit too much, matter o fact
But at the time I was happy with the clout
Clarksville rap was dry, so I had to end the drought
After that everybody started to rap
I’m not gonna act like I invented that
Just the scene was nothing before I started dropping tracks
Jackson dropped Sunday, the day before Monday
Said he want to be a rapper, people think it’s funny
Rapped with Uylus, started going in
Three months later dropped Nut On My Chin
But those were back to the simple days
And life was going through a different phase
But things changed when I dropped the first MobyTape, huh

[Verse 2]
14, life is bad
Lost my girl, life is sad
Sometimes I’m happy, sometimes I’m mad
But without my friends I wouldn’t be glad
They cheer me up, when things go wrong
I was barely even writing songs
Sometimes I didn’t even wanna drop C L O U D $
But things changed, looking back now
During the summer I was dealing with depression
I was living my life without discretion
My mind was in a different place
I felt pressured to set a release date
I wasn’t even done with the whole thing
But that just my anxiety
It was getting the best of me
Like Elliot, I say fsociety
But things changed when I dropped my first EP

[Verse 3]
I’m 15, back and I’m better than ever
New varsity letter, put it on my sweater
Made a few mistakes, but now I’m clever
I’m horsing around, put my spurs on
Like Kawhi’s hands, yeah I be going long
Ain’t taking care of nobody, but my brothers and my mom
Career like the taliban, blowing up like a bomb
Only things I worry about is my future
Splash brothers on my team, I got some shooters
Your rap career is like a blooper
Attention like a trooper, you should go and get neutered
And then wish upon a shooting star
For a better flow and some better bars
Got my own sound, hittas copy paste
This that new Moby, and it’s only a taste
Changed the whole game when I dropped my second mixtape
I’m out