Floor 13 Lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Fuck 

I just spent too many minutes watchin' 

little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me 

I just spent the winter livin' after 

someone tried to send a kill shot, missin' me 

Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily 

Why you think they call me The Gunner? 

I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me 

Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill 

Grew up scrappin' and I still will 

We can take it back to 2012 

I was trappin' on the tour bus with Meek Mill 

Take it back to Cleveland, when they gate chase 

17 years, no plea deal 

2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby 

I bet they can feel the feet still 

Point out my enemies soon as they mention me 

Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery 

Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually 

I just can't wait 'til the day I run into you physically 

For everything that I went through mentally 

When it felt like everybody in the world was against me 

When all the critics and every article tryin' to offend me 

My daughter slapped a kid for talkin' 'bout me in elementary 

We ain't playin', it's deeper than the thing 

People gettin' checked for disrespectin' the Philly name 

Two chopsticks, no lo mein 

Hollow tips, got no name 

Buss them shits with no aim 

Like it's Bird Box, but the blindfold is a black flag 

This time, it come from a face 

The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody 

I got off on floor 13, no in between 

I roll my weed with fontaine leaf 

I chop my coke on hotel keys 

I chop this face like Constantine 

Constantly get déjà vu 

I see me when I look at you 

I never die, I multiply 

So don't cry at my funeral 

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I just spent too many minutes watchin' 

little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me 

I just spent the winter livin' after 

someone tried to send a kill shot, missin' me 

Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily 

Why you think they call me The Gunner? 

I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me 

What would this generation of hip-hop be 

Without me here to piss y'all off? 

I see the blogs, I read the comments 

I'm confused, I need to pause 

Look at y'all waitin' on me to fall off 

While I'm lookin' at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf 

I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30 

Photos 

Give me 20 seconds, I'll list 10 movies that I been in 

One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom 

One publication that said that I will never be in it 

One agent that told me without her, my career was be finished 

And I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum 

Y'all award shows suck, go tell 'em 

We ain't suckin' no dick in the 21-6 

Bro, I always should've landed like Beckham 

On the 13th floor with a weapon 

I heard that they call me, yeah, let 'em in 

I got somethin' for 'em, yeah, please forgive my sins 

Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah, I can't wash this shit 

Wake up, say,