Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah
Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah
Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah
Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, yeah
My parents think I'm messing bout
My girl think I'm f*cking 'roun
Right now I'm feeling down
I really think I'm lucking out
Cuz all I'm doing night and day
Is just tryna find a way
And the road is full of holes
The right way is never paved
Full of red spots and bumps like teenage acne
New songs everyday, quality control display
Killing whack rappers and I leave em all in disarray
My ego so big not even Yeezy can f*ck with me
Please leave your criticism with my mistress
I'll get to it after I'm done doing the dishes (yeah,right)
I can sell feathers to you stupid pigeons
So when you voice a diss track why would I listen it
You got me twisted kid
Wrong Information
Step back, check the math of what you calculated
You being a good rapper, that's highly debated
But when I lay a verse on a track your girl get naked
That's a sworn statement
I just wanna thank everybody that's supporting me
Everybody that's coming with me on this journey
You know, The Love Life EP
Darius Talras, H.A.M.G
Let's Go