[Pre-Chorus]

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

[Chorus]

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

[Verse 1]

Aye, check those stats it's full of cappin' shit

Like "I've been good on my own" and "My fault was abstinent"

I saw you naked, and still you think I'm an accident

We back together, I'm fucking you like it's passionate

[Verse 2]

A Patek wrist is nothin, I told 'em

I went and sold 'em

No it's not for the money

It's showing it ain't my motive

No folding these paper plates

I look back and remember Omens

Holding, Comatose in my chair with no end of focus

[Chorus]

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

[Interlude]

Aye, look

I just wanna tell you guys, thank you for listening to this project

Um, I appreciate you guys

Sincerely Yours

[Verse 3]

We thought it funny for fun, sent for a faded fuck

Ended up it being the reason we need to toughen up

Told myself that I got the bills, and you got the brain

So there's a reason our hatred was all in vain

I mean really, it comes down to it

My backs to them and I lead this

They getting bodied in all of the western and eastern seasons

I see you don't take this lightly

Your life was lived with some fighting

It's better when understood that your work has come out of hiding

So go

[Chorus - Outro]

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic

Time stops, I check your status

I don't feel a pulse, and I start to panic

You're gone, I think I've had it

And I'm going down, like the Titanic