Verse 1
Called me names, laid hands, broke my heart,
Dark nights, cold hearts tearing me apart.
You mooch and leech, living off others’ backs,
No pride, no hustle, just empty cracks.Chorus
Rez soon mutt, nothing real to show,
Karma’s coming hard, gonna reap what you sow.
You broke me down, but watch me heal,
Your shallow lies ain't what’s real.
Verse 2
No peace, no rest, you only gave pain,
I’m rising stronger while you fade away in vain.
Talking big about respect and your rules?
King of lies, an absolute fool.
Chorus
Rez soon mutt, nothing real to show,
Karma’s coming hard, gonna reap what you sow.
You broke me down, but watch me heal,
Your shallow lies ain't what’s real.
Verse 3
Calling me a cheater? That’s rich, coming from you,
Can’t keep your promises, your lies pouring through.
Delusional bastard caught in your own crack and chaos,
Fake king of nothing, just a walking loss.
Chorus
Rez soon mutt, nothing real to show,
Karma’s coming hard, gonna reap what you sow.
You broke me down, but watch me heal,
Your shallow lies ain't what’s real
.Verse 4
Wrecking your life with every pipe you smoke,
Chasing ghosts and demons, your spirit broke.
You live in fiction, wrapped in made-up tales,
But all I see is a man who always fails.
Verse 5
Using girlfriends like they’re cash machines,
Feeding your crack pipe, chasing broken dreams.
No hustle, no grind, just mooch and smoke,
Life’s just a joke to the broke little bloke.You say you run the household? Please, get real,
Can’t lead a thing, you barely deal.
You say you’re real, but you’re all a show,
False words and promises, nothing to show.Lazy, liar, bitter, worst of the fake,
Time to wake up, admit your mistake.
Chorus
Rez soon mutt, nothing real to show,
Karma’s coming hard, gonna reap what you sow.
You broke me down, but watch me heal,
Your shallow lies ain't what’s real
VERSE 6/Outro
Picking friends over me, but they don’t have your back,
Lost in their lies just like the path you lack.Choosing loyalty that’s broken and fake,
Guess that’s all the support your sorry ass can make.
Laughing at you? Hell yeah, I do,
You can’t run shit, everyone knew.Done with your lies, your trash, and your shame,
Karma’s roaring, putting you to flame.
Delete your threats, delete your act,
I’m done with your crap—face the fact.You’re broke, lazy, clueless, no game,
Trash talking me? I own the flame.
[Female Vocal]
