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Yo, Elijha, step back, let me break it down, You laugh at my cats, but you wearin' that frown, Talkin' 'bout my losses, thinkin' it's a game, But your life’s a joke, man, you ain't got no fame. Pockets lookin' empty, like your dad's love, Left i i in the dust, now you just a scrub, Tryna come for me, but you ain't got the heart, I’m out here grindin’, you just fallin' apart. Your jokes are weak, like your bank account, I’m stackin' up the middle while you just sit and pout, Caught up in your feelings, while I’m chasin' my dreams, You can’t even afford to buy your own schemes. So keep talkin' trash, while I elevate high, You’ll always be a shadow, watchin' me fly by, I bury my pain, while you diggin' your own, Laughin' at my cats? Man, you just a clone. Yo, Elijah, what’s that list you got? Counting blessings while you counting all the things you’re not, Dead girls in your past, man, that’s a heavy weight, But your pockets stay empty, can’t even fund a plate. Daddy left you hanging, ghosting like a phantom, While you chase dreams, he’s out there, living random, You talk a big game, but your hustle’s on pause, Wanna flex on me? Man, you need a new cause. (Verse 2) Rolling with your crew, but they all lookin’ broke, Claiming you the king, but your throne’s just a joke, You say you’re grinding hard, but I see you on the couch, Life’s a game of chess, and you just a pawn, no doubt. Your list full of wishes, but that cash ain’t real, Trying to impress girls with a vibe you conceal, Elijah, step it up, or stay lost in the mist, ‘Cause this dark life you living, man, it’s hard to resist.
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Yo, Elijha, step back, let me break it down, You laugh at my cats, but you wearin' that frown, Talkin' 'bout my losses, thinkin' it's a game, But your life’s a joke, man, you ain't got no fame. Pockets lookin' empty, like your dad's love, Left i i in the dust, now you just a scrub, Tryna come for me, but you ain't got the heart, I’m out here grindin’, you just fallin' apart. Your jokes are weak, like your bank account, I’m stackin' up the middle while you just sit and pout, Caught up in your feelings, while I’m chasin' my dreams, You can’t even afford to buy your own schemes. So keep talkin' trash, while I elevate high, You’ll always be a shadow, watchin' me fly by, I bury my pain, while you diggin' your own, Laughin' at my cats? Man, you just a clone. Yo, Elijah, what’s that list you got? Counting blessings while you counting all the things you’re not, Dead girls in your past, man, that’s a heavy weight, But your pockets stay empty, can’t even fund a plate. Daddy left you hanging, ghosting like a phantom, While you chase dreams, he’s out there, living random, You talk a big game, but your hustle’s on pause, Wanna flex on me? Man, you need a new cause. (Verse 2) Rolling with your crew, but they all lookin’ broke, Claiming you the king, but your throne’s just a joke, You say you’re grinding hard, but I see you on the couch, Life’s a game of chess, and you just a pawn, no doubt. Your list full of wishes, but that cash ain’t real, Trying to impress girls with a vibe you conceal, Elijah, step it up, or stay lost in the mist, ‘Cause this dark life you living, man, it’s hard to resist.