[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