(agressive real quick intro)
Adam, sit down, let me talk real quick,
You a joke, you a clown, you ain’t built like this.
Puffin’ on that vape like it’s life support,
But even all that smoke couldn’t make you more important.
You got hoes? Nah, you got regrets,
They come and they go, leave you on read.
Think you a player? Boy, that’s a stretch,
You just get used, then they off to the next.
(Pre-Chorus – mocking tone, background ad-libs laughing)
Tom don’t love you, facts don’t lie,
Tryna act cool, but you dead inside.
Tryna flex hard, but we all see through,
Even your vape cloud don’t stick with you.
(Chorus – heavy drop, bass hits, crowd chanting)
Adam got L’s, stack ‘em up high,
Vape in his hand, but his future still dry.
Think he the man? Man, that’s a lie,
No one but his hoes even textin’ goodnight!
(Verse 2 – faster flow, more aggressive tone)
Actin’ like a king but your kingdom’s fake,
Even your vape juice got a better taste.
You be out here chasin’ clout,
But the only thing you catch is doubt.
Tom moved on, yeah, that’s a fact,
He ain't lookin’ back, he ain't textin’ back.
You just a phase, just a lil' side quest,
History book? Nah, you a footnote at best.
(Bridge – slowed down, eerie vibe, sinister tone)
Look in the mirror, tell me what you see,
A man with a plan or a walking meme?
Tryna act bold, but your soul look weak,
Even your hoes say you mid at peak.
(Final Chorus – all-out explosion, distorted bass, crowd chants)
Adam got L’s, stack ‘em up high,
Vape in his hand, but his future still dry.
Think he the man? Man, that’s a lie,
No one but his hoes even textin’ goodnight!
(Outro – beat fades, eerie laughter in the background)
Yeah…
Keep puffin’ that vape, bro…
Maybe one day the smoke’ll hide the truth.
Doubt it, though.
LyricRemixer87
