D-Why - The Outtake lyrics

Hey, one's for the homies, two's for myself Three's for the luck in this hand I was dealt Good on my own, I don't ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself C'mon and I know I'm the best Respect to a few, middle finger to the rest C'mon, never ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself Yeah I does it, I really f**in' does it Did it all like it wasn't nothing In Margaritaville with your girl, call me Jimmy f** it I'm all in, trying, told y'all I wasn't bluffin' People tell me my jeans too tight And gangster a** dudes say my voice too light Real question: do I give a f** though? And if you wanna know, the answer is no I dress fancy, I'm handsome, oh, and I'm dope And I plan to blow, b**h, and I go Harder, further, and farther, young fire starter, you should try harder You know I are a young superstar Girl, anyone ever told you how beautiful you are? f** takin' a picture, I paint it, a beautiful day, ain't it? Celebrate, we made it Hey, one's for the homies, two's for myself Three's for the luck in this hand I was dealt Good on my own, I don't ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself C'mon and I know I'm the best Respect to a few, middle finger to the rest C'mon, never ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself Yeah they like me, they really f**in' like me Maybe 'cuz there ain't nobody out that's f**in' like me A needle in a haystack? Yeah I f**in' might be Save the princess, tell the queen to f**in' knight me Now, 'til we all in a better place, tell the homies ain't worried about no resumes Rub the cake in her face: wedding day I'm so right, nothing left to say If you give me the ball man I promise I'm gon' make it in Standing on the foul line, deep breath, take it in New mission: make sure they never pick on Dave again New girl, new mattress, let's break it in Say she a actress but she actin' camera shy Need a girl that's funny and fine, like Amanda Bynes We on the beach, sun, no tan lines I'm richer than Oprah. What, can't I fantasize? Hey, one's for the homies, two's for myself Three's for the luck in this hand I was dealt Good on my own, I don't ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself C'mon and I know I'm the best Respect to a few, middle finger to the rest C'mon, never ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself Ah, and now I don't need to justify what I do or when I do it Man I'm just lovin' life Balloon boy, trying to touch the sky All you dudes in the attic, y'all ain't doin' nothin' right I'mma cop everything on my wish list, f** every chick on my hit list And do this in memory of everyone who never got to witness The step to the plate, like man I'm about to hit this Out of the park, I'm out of your league I'm out of my mind, I'm out of cla**, I'm ready to leave Geez, I graduated, trying to get my master's If I sign a deal, I'll be trying to get my masters Still a bachelor, maybe soon I'll settle down Life's a game of football, never let them get you down Cause I ain't fumbling, and I ain't puntin' it Having a ball, might as well run with it Hey, one's for the homies, two's for myself Three's for the luck in this hand I was dealt Good on my own, I don't ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself C'mon and I know I'm the best Respect to a few, middle finger to the rest C'mon, never ask for no help If you feelin' like I'm feelin' don't flatter yourself