[Hook 1: Hair Jordan]
Now you try to tell me you used to know me
Now you try to tell me how we're such good homies
You didn't know me, you didn't know me
You didn't know me until you heard my fans all screaming
[Verse 1: Hair Jordan]
One hand behind my back
It's an everyday struggle to a rapper who's whack
I never wanted to be known for that
But I'm trending for it, there's no turning back
And now you think we run
But boy you must be dumb
Hold up how the f** you know me when you don't know where I'm from?
Too many friends not enough faces
Too many fakers not enough bracelets
In this internet game I'm slaying
You can call me gay but I'm metro station
It's 2016 but I'm one the 2006 scene
And I'm bringing back fashion like a star
Jeffree
[Bridge: Jon Jumper]
You think you know where we run?
You think you know where I'm from?
I'm from the stacks, I'm from that town without sh**
Where nothing ever happen you've never heard of it
You think you know where we run?
You think you know where I'm from?
I'm from the stacks, I'm from that town without sh**
Where nothing was just handed to me I created it
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2: Hair Jordan]
I never meant sh** to you until I met the world to them
And now what makes you think that you can show up
All of the sudden and I'll just let you in cause
You don't know me, you don't know me
You don't know me so don't even try
You don't know me, you don't know me
You don't know me so don't even try
[Verse 2: Hair Jordan]
Nobody's ever gonna love for who I am it's frustrating b**h
I don't want these emo s*uts in my DM they should take a hint
I don't think that I'll ever have a true friend and I don't pretend
Cause nobody likes my personality that's just the way it is
Cause I got a little fame and I gotta little money
So I pull up to the dealer and I rent a new Ferrari
Post it up online now all my exes wanna say they're sorry
Should've thought of that sh** before they played me like atari
If you're the next to try then you're the next to die
So I suggest you motherf**ers step aside
Cause I'm an umpire b**h you ain't safe tonight
You got bad luck call it thousand ways to die
I didn't like you then I won't like you now
I shut out all my friends cause they don't like me now
They're all jealous now cause my sh** turned around
And now they're out of luck like dogs in the pound
You're more f**ed than a race hoarse with four broken legs
You're more fake than a omelette made without any eggs
Okay my mission is getting riches
And then f** all these b**hes
I'm always being subtracted but I just wanna make a difference
People tell me I'm gifted I just tell them I'm different
I'm just an emo kid and all I want is for people to listen
Nobody's ever gonna love you for the person you are
You only have friends when you become a star
But even then everybody's fake as f**
These people act like they all know me and I think I had
Enough
[Hook 2]