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Allrounda Productions - My Goodbye Lyrics

[Hook]
This is my goodbye, and I'm saying so long
It's time I leave all my non-believers alone
So whIle you're staring at my back and watching me go
You can doubt on me, I'm just letting you know
This is my goodbye, I'm gonna make it
This is my chance, I'm gonna take it
This is my promise, I'm not gonna break it
This is my test and I'm gonna ace it

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah...
I swear ta God I don't think I've been this focused before/
On the way to Panama City for a promotional tour
Homie, you can go and get yours, 'cuz I'ma get mine/
On my grind since I was 9 and now it's finally my time
Fuck a 9 to 5, and getting paid under the table/
And fuck getting signed, I'ma start my own label
I've been working my ass off, literally saving my change/
In the studio every day, lyrically making my name
Bitches sending fan pictures, my name written across their titties/
Alarm set for eight o'clock, but I awake at seven fifty
In the lab sun up to dusk, MySpace plays a thousand plus/
Now everyone jumps from the last dick on to my nuts
So hang until I bust, how the fuck can I not cuss?
Shit Aunt Terri write my lyrics and then we'll see if i blow up
When i grow up, fuck what I am, i just wanna email you/
You didn't think I wanna make it, what the fuck did I tell you?
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
(Tony Mike)
I'm sorry but...
(Moe)
Fuck you motherfucker...
(Tony Mike)
Fuck who gets offended, sue me, then send me to prison/
No visits, behind these 16 bars, I'll write my own sentence
I'm not Lil Wayne, so my sister isn't allowed to listen/
This isn't explicit lyrics, it's for mature audiences
Ma says Tony Mike is dope, she tells people all about him/
Swear to God she couldn't quote one fuckin line in my album
I'd rather have one fan that listens to one song a day/
Then have a million fans like you, all fuckin fake
You don't listen to the words, you just listen to the beat/
But if ya real motherfucker, put this song on repeat
Every day up out the week, i swear I'm out here trying to make it/
Hustle up $160 to buy a fictitious name statement
Everytime i get paid, it's like half it goes to rappin/
The other half is probation payments, High Lifes, and Magnums
But i wouldn't have it any other way, my pain is what I sell you/
You see this middle finger and ass crack? Kiss it as I tell you...

[Hook]
(x2)