Machine Gun Kelly – Miss Me Lyrics


Cleveland on my back
Ls up when you see me
Came from the underground
Now they on the tv, swear to God
Fuck this, aint shit changed, fools

You can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical
And lyrical barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was hard knocks
Im from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks to the catfish
Five bucks to the bad bitch
Five bucks and the drought in this city could get you a piece of that catfish
Saran wrap for the wrapping
Mina, we bundling Vegas, I swear its contagious
Theres no way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my did is
Blood stains on my chucks cause, well, you know what that is
Jetlag from these long flights
Still sitting cokes like its practice
Feeling like students when the schools back
Im tryina see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil but maybe thats why I do that shit
Fact is I did what I need cause the country we living is fascist
No Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist
Couldve seen what Ive seen without IMaxes and 3D glasses
Yall in family houses like Bob Saggots
Both parents, I was on family couches like you dont want it
Ill wear it, inherit and hand-me-downs as a grown man
Embarrassed but these dreams seem far fetched when reality is just sharing a shirt
Shower is jitter while your newborns in the carriage
Packing the groceries and bags
But we have only a seven dollar average
This aint living, this is strike
Mixed with Hennessy and some Sprite
Maybe one day theyll remember me like they remember Mike
When Im gone
Maybe theyll remember me when Im gone
When my times up in this earth
And they bury me in that dirt
Dont say that I aint milked this life
For everything that its worth
Everything that its worth
And when I die, remember me like Kurt, bang
They say dub quick with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Dont misjudge, Im not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
Im in your memory for infinity
And the same go for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy or East High on the eastside
Where them niggas die over anything, yeah
Im Dub-O nigga, you aint know
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling place like Flacko
But Im so Cleveland its a damn shame
And EST is my damn game
I been repping that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles, that champagne its Clicquot for the champions
Now, where the hell is my damn ring, bitch?
Celebration for nothing
Let you believe what you see
Im in the back but no fronting
Seven days out the week I be working, Im full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat, remember who told yall
Im gone
Remember me when Im gone
When the times up in my watch
And they bury me in that box
Dont say that I aint give this gang everything that I got
Everything that I got
And when I die, remember me like Pac

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