[Verse 1: ThisisDA] What's up with my life? Been try'na write right Enjoy the highlights to be proud when I look back in hindsight ‘Cause I been down for days since ‘Super Arkane' But now I got my method man, I guess it's time to bring the pain I'm saying life these days ain't far from a game; Every cartridge every disc is the same, so why they pissed I ain't playing? Might just find my own way to maintain Maybe we make all these mistakes to make way for something great to take place Since a young'in had this look on my face Savouring my days ‘fore I have to go straight like Ma$e Cause on a real yo', I been try'na bag all the babes Back before Beyblades was a playground phase But I got sk**s so I don't need no school to get made Don't really need nobody telling me what's real and what ain't Loyal student turned truant out to seek his place in a world full of girls, mayhem and mistakes What you saying? Yeah I been having a blue day (blue day) Blue day (blue day) But it doesn't mean this here won't change [Verse 2: Blu] Check it Golf Wang, my talk aim boss game on thang' Tall cat all black with the rap Ball cap with the thought caught in naps n***a, all that sh** is whack Seling art with the tax, get the stamp The brand new batch for your amps in the land with the grands in the pants Turn on the fan sh** is hot at the spot getting shot with the cam, ugh k**a Cam Candy Cam, reveal a vill' again The iller with the pen The brim and the custom rims, you just a friend touch his hand Uh, trust when it wasn't him – who is it again? Huns and the hen, the hairs on the chin The Yin, the grin it don't bend My grin a rich b**h like to sit ‘n blow ends No ma'am I'ma grown man Both hands heavy holding jams No jelly, tell you n***as ain't ready for the [Verse 3: ThisisDA] I think it's funny how some people live for money but question the way I bless ‘em with lyrics that do come to me Like you never seen a brother from around the way rappin' like I'm bound to say something that can perplex your mindstate Most wanna hear a rapper play it safe, but how would I be filling up the safe? Plus ain't been feeling too great To be honest I ain't been rhyming as much I've been try'na find the time but I'm rushed, think my timing is off Grab the pen but I'm losing my touch So when they ask me “What's up?” I say “The usual stuff” See, I don't usually front but I was new to this once The introspective adolescent making moves to get gone That was my usual response to dudes who choose to move wrong Request I join ‘em “Nah I'm busy try'na prove on new songs” So when I step back look and see how far that I've come I understand when they say life's a b**h, I mean c'mon