MGK, Dub-O - Miss Me? lyrics
MGK [Machine Gun Kelly] Colson Baker [Cleveland, Ohio, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[MGK, Dub-O - Miss Me? lyrics]
Cleveland on my back L's up when you see me
Came from the underground now they on
Tv swear to god haaan ain't shit changed
Fool you can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical
"he isn’t 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 for the catfish
Five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could
Get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
Whatchu mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this
Loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear it's contagious the way
That we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as
Old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well
We know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still
Sitting coach like it's practice
Feeling like students when the
Schools back I’m
Trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that’s why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I need
Cuz the country we live in is fascist
And no Catholic or Baptist
Warlord or pacifist
Could’ve seen what I seen without
IMAX's and 3D glasses
Yall in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents
I was on family couches like "you
Don’t want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man
Embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you’re sharing
A shirt, shower
And shitter while your newborns
In the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an
Hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife
Mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day they’ll remember
Me like they remember Mike when I’m gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they’ll remember me when I’m gone
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don’t say that I ain't milk this
Life for everything that it's worth
(everything that it's worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, bang!
And they say Dub quit 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 goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side
Where niggas die over anything yeah, Dub-O
Oh, you ain't know?
I got go, I rock shows, I
Be calling plays like Flaco
But I’m so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And EST is my damn gang
Been reppin that since
Way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne it's
Cliquot for the champions
Now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you
Believe what you see
I’m in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be
Working I’m full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you i’m gone
Remember me when I’m gone
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don’t say I ain't give this
Game everything that I got
(everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, bang!
Came from the underground now they on
Tv swear to god haaan ain't shit changed
Fool you can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical
"he isn’t 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 for the catfish
Five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could
Get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
Whatchu mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this
Loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear it's contagious the way
That we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as
Old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well
We know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still
Sitting coach like it's practice
Feeling like students when the
Schools back I’m
Trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that’s why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I need
Cuz the country we live in is fascist
And no Catholic or Baptist
Warlord or pacifist
Could’ve seen what I seen without
IMAX's and 3D glasses
Yall in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents
I was on family couches like "you
Don’t want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man
Embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you’re sharing
A shirt, shower
And shitter while your newborns
In the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an
Hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife
Mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day they’ll remember
Me like they remember Mike when I’m gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they’ll remember me when I’m gone
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don’t say that I ain't milk this
Life for everything that it's worth
(everything that it's worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, bang!
And they say Dub quit 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 goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side
Where niggas die over anything yeah, Dub-O
Oh, you ain't know?
I got go, I rock shows, I
Be calling plays like Flaco
But I’m so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And EST is my damn gang
Been reppin that since
Way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne it's
Cliquot for the champions
Now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you
Believe what you see
I’m in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be
Working I’m full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you i’m gone
Remember me when I’m gone
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don’t say I ain't give this
Game everything that I got
(everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, bang!