I don't want to be famous, I just want to have fun
They tell me just to live my life, I'm making it a fast one
Blazed off the high life, they will never change me
They can talk all they want cus' they never have to face me
Checking my phone waiting for a text message
Spend my time working, grinding to get leverage
I've got no time for her, we've all got baggage
It's funny how fate won't let us (lettuce), so I guess it's called cabbage
Bringing cla**y to the game, look at how I'm civilized
All these rappers do the same, they just like to live a lie
A kid called me f*ggot once, he recently apologized
Maybe he's the f*ggot c*nt, I just healed the wounds he brutalized
Ask me why I do this, ain't the usual crowd
I just wanna live day to day and make my parents proud
People say I've changed, but I'm still the same person
I've just been through some sh**, like the marshall mathers version
I know I'm not a gangster, but I am a role model
Rich kids watch me, Grey Goose, whole bottle
Gotta play the game right, If you ever wanna win it
Got strangers texting me, asking me why I spit it
f** all the haters, life is funny, cus I did it
All the b**hes love me, and theyre tighter than my fitteds
Could be a smack rapper, talk sh**, no regard
But everybody's doin that, it's cliché to go hard
My swag is like red-wine, you better check your intake
Bout to make the head-line, you better check the mixtape
Dinner by myself, I don't need anyone
Saw a stuffed giraffe, asked my parents to get me one
I followed her on tumblr, and she hasn't changed a bit
Now in fact I wonder, If she still thinks of me and sh**
I got kids asking why I rapping all serious like
I do my sh** different, progress from experience right?
Kids call me hero, disappointment is a total shame
If I can't be superman, I guess I'm the lowest lane (lois lane)
Back-pack, snap-back, boarding plane flight
I am just homesick, but home is in plain sight
I'm trashing all my old sh**, I'm all about real sh**
Life is a b**h, you just have to deal sh**
Gotta be somebody, ignore all the texts
Most of em are b**hes who just wanna have s**
I'm not at all ghetto, n***as know I'm bumpin' cla**
I'm trying to change rap, all of you will come to pa**
Rappers think they swag, talking b**hes, hoes, and sh**
f**ing stop saying swag, I get b**hes, hoes, and sh**
I've always had it in me, just noone thought to listen
Everybody doubted me, laughing at my writtens
But who's laughing now when I spit with all precision
Keep calm and party on that's the way I'm living