I guess this is it, this is really the end
I can′t move on, so I'll just get a Benz
I always seem to lose, but this time I′m a win
When I blow up, I hope she don't forget
What she once had, she can't have again
I made a whole album, about what she did
And it′s about to change, the whole way I live
Thanks to this hoe, yeah I′m about to be rich
I traded my heart for a check and whip
I gave my all to this stupid fucking bitch
But now I just see, it's all part of a plan
If I take these xans, I start to understand
That I′m meant for greatness and there's no debating
That I got bars for a fucking mental patient
I know you′ve been hating, just know I'm not complaining
I′m out of this world, I kinda feel like satan
We ain't on the same shit
I'm sick of playing games bitch
So here′s your fucking playlist
I′m a send you a link and I hope you fucking save it
I hope you know one day bitch
That I'll be the greatest
I wish you knew
What the fuck you threw away bitch
But this is the end
Can′t believe it's the end
I Don′t know, if I'll see you again
But for now it′s the end, I guess it is what is
I just fucking hope, that you never forget
I made you album, it drops the twenty fifth
So how's this bitch for a fucking Christmas gift?

Aye, aye

So I guess this is goodbye