Mass Murder, Pt. I Lyrics

I told myself I wouldn't be doin' this shit, but fuck it, I'm leaving', and I'm burning the bridge behind me

Young Caden

Young Caden

You can go ahead and keep on cryin at that polaroid hidden in your nightstand, damn

Said you couldn't stand me?

Well, you was always layin' down

Moaning my name

Yeah

I got enough shit on you to kill you

Lost control of your life

Bitch, I couldn't heal you

I didn't feel you

That's why I dumped your sorry ass back before thanksgiving

Thank God that he didn't have me living with you

You was begging me to come over and make you come

Said your parents weren't home and I should give you some

Some what, bitch?

Wasn't even good to fuck

I'd go down for FourFive seconds and it's all in muck

And you had me waste my time feeling bad for months

Guess I should've known you was just a common slut

You was tryna make me come over over again

You scraped your teeth bitch, and you're fucking mad at the wind

I left you deprived, so when you had another nigga in the spring season, you motherfucking cheated on him, Madilynn

And yet you find the gall to complain to your friends

Like I did enough to you to warrant revenge

Had Jacie throwin' shots at me, missing every damn one

Look like a fucked up squirrel, always searching for nut

Well, open up bitch

You got something to prove?

Better not let me catch you lackin', I been known to make moves

Oh, you mad, little feelings is shot

Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got

This is me now, only using anger as fuel

Imagine what it'll be like when I actually know who you are

Both of y'all is sure to go far

Finna flunk out of college and become pornstars

That nobody watch 'cause they sound like hogs

And I ain't covered shit

I'll put out those messages if I fucking feel like it

If you keep running your mouth, and telling lies just to feed your superiority complex, ah yeah

I aim below the neck

I ain't talking bout you, ho, yours wasn't shit

There are women I've actually hurt, but you take the credit

There for ya girl, huh, fake feminist

Hope your little siblings ain't like y'all, 'cause they'll be fucked up

Little Sebby's a good kid, hope he ain't around ya

I never talked shit before 'cuz I believe in mistakes

Clearly I went to hard on that, 'cuz you just a rake

You can just leave this earth

You really think that you worth anything

I concur, your story will be the word

And people called me a pedo for having sophomore friends

But nobody say shit when Rayana fucked a freshman?

That's fucked up beyond recognition, but guess what

Nelly says she'll rape a dude, but it's all kept hush hush?

Oh geez, it's Wilcosby

She'll put pills in his drink and wait 'till he's asleep and fuck him in the ass

"But see, it's okay because he could escape

He wasn't even tied down, don't look at his state"

And K.E., bitch ass nigga, don't think I forgot

I'mma have you gunned down in the future, just think of the plot

Like a damn Scorcese flick, don't fret, it's just cinema

I'm Alec Baldwin, and this here gun's just a prop

I don't believe in it, only at the range

But to be scamming kids, fuck is going through your brain?

Think, Kev, think it wouldn't bite you in the ass

You ain't invincible, nigga

You don't deserve first class

Steal the beat for Rick Ross

Ass backwards, Kris Kross

Bitch, you ain't a star

I'mma treat you like a hooligan did to Jaden

What Carey Mulligan could've

Ah shit, where the beat go?

Fuck