Jared, Anna and Tay are once again parents as Tay gave birth but also Jared and Anna are the top champions in NJPW and AEW so they have to travel to the country to defend them that they have time to defend their titles in AEW as well
Plus as Jared...
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La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la The diamonds are symbolic of all the pressure they put on me until I shined My life is symbiotic with the culture, I can never ever lose the vibe Make sure they rollin' one up for me, 'cause it's been a long ride We doin' this one for Money T, keep his name alive (yeah) La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la (hold up) I know how to make an entrance I hop out the truck in a fur with some henchmen You can skip the introduction I'm introverted, I don't want your attention (eh) Stand on whatever I say I'll say it to your face, I don't do it in mentions (for real) I believe God had to put me through Hell So that I could learn me a lesson I was eleven (damn) Sharin' a bed with my dad, but didn't have a bedroom In a recession (yeah) Six of us in a Ford Explorer, didn't have leg-room Everything's destined (so) It was inevitable I take on his aggression Mad at the world 'cause I'm feelin' rejected Guess that I gotta die to be a legend La-la-la, la-la-la-la La-woo-la, la-la-la-la (turn up) Holy shit Showin', showin' naked ass C-Town, bring them slabs out (boom, boom, boom) Open the toilet and took a piss Open my mouth, I'm talkin' shit (uh) Open accounts 'cause this money don't fit in the safe My accountant can't count this shit Hm, this look counterfeit If I wear it, it's priceless, can't count the fit (yeah) Stack it up tall as a mountain is (yeah) I grow money on trees like a botanist Right now I just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now Wait a minute Look where I was and where I'm at right now In a plane with no passengers in it Over Cleveland, 'bout to touchdown I got the car keys in the Carhartt I don't need 'em, know I push and the car start (skrrt) I got the icing like a Pop Tart And I stay spittin' fire like a Charizard (hah) I used to be broke, couldn't afford a heater Way back in the day when I was openin' for Wiz Khalifa (yeah) I just got myself out of an misdemeanor He said that he wasn't there, I told him that I wasn't either (I wasn't) I broke every bone except my middle finger (fuck you) Only had a heartbreak once, I won't have two Free Young Thug, pourin' two liter Why's everybody singin' like they're Dua Lipa? (Yeah) La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (yeah) Ayy, we doin' this shit one take Green light, don't stop, go I wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked And she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups I ain't talkin' 'bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up I don't sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up I don't give a fuck about who streamin', pull the list up I'm a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up There won't be a day I need a vest under my zip-up 'Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (doo, drr) I hear that shit in real life I do not fear the afterlife My cousin tried to suffocate me, he said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ Healin' my bruise with a piece of ice I held on myself when I needed a family Instead, I was left to my own device Swallowed the pill like a piece of rice I slept in the attic, had demon nights That's in the house off Lee Road I saw my friend's eyes change Now he just a body with no soul I been in the game, got a lot of exes Look like a cheat code I had a couple rappers leavin' out the spot with their teeth broke (shh) You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (when I creep slow) You can't have my dick if you can't deep-throat (no) Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low I create the wave, but I don't own no beach clothes Lately, I made a lot of enemies Lately, I been goin' through it mentally So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public Protectin' my energy (yeah) Spiritually, you couldn't measure me (no) My soul has been here for a century (yeah) We came out of high school together And now he tweakin' of the methamphetamine we throwin' Ls like (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real up-the-way-shit (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) you see the double Xs (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) throwin' Ls like (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) real Cleveland shit (La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la) you see those double Xs (La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) we outside, bitch Yeah, meet me on floor thirteen
