My Very Last Song

And they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song

Cause they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song very last song it's my very last song

I be in the lab like an overworked chemist

I be in my bag like Kroger store spinach

Prayin mama doesn't hear my dope verse spittin

Cuz she only lemme rap when my homework is finished

Listen, Holy Father bless her

Imma keep shining cuz I'm always under pressure

Yessir

The proposition bout my opposition

Position is if you wishin to see em then you can find em on the stretcher

Ugh

He can kinda rap for a churchgoer

But I don't know what he saying 'less the words show up

On the screen maybe I might like it if the verse slow up

But First Imma first Imma first Imma first Imma

I'm picking apart a beat I got the surgical precision

And I'm stickin up all the people with no burner got the scripture

On my waistline

I don't like to waste time

Devil in my DM plus he hit me on the FaceTime

Sent a text that I'm busy don't be hittin me back

I left the demons in the past like a history class

So tell Poetics Imma run it if he send me a track

And tell KJ to bring me on his victory lap

It's Alcott

And they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song

Cause they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song very last song it's my very last song

OG no bling but the glow clean

No team no beam but my soul free

No trouble keep the kicks and the nose clean

Bubble when I double time now Joel flowsteen

Flow clean all day

Jonah Sorrentino that's a long name

Fifty two man that's the wrong name

Had to play a role when I go on the long game

Went the wrong way made it messy

Like seeing me eating in a white tee

With a 9 piece of thigh grease and white cheese

Low key but when I rhyme its a hype beast

Came in nine three got the white streaks

In my hair so it pair with the white sneaks

Plus I'm bowing on down to the right knee

Cause I'm married to the game and she wifey

I speak right speech

Plus I'm carrying the flame you can find me

Getting buried in the brain cuz I write deep

All I need is the mic and the right beat

And they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song

Cause they only really miss you when you're dead or you're gone

So I write every line like the very last song very last song it's my very last song