[Verse 1: A$AP Kaz]
Not enough fame, not enough charm
This song digs deep, don't get offended by a pause
Smoke the cigar, eat the caviar
The fact I'm not a billionaire is nothing but bizarre
Some call me a king, some call me a God
Some make me wonder, why don't you all applaud
Haters tell me I'll never be recognized
What's the point of a game without a prize
Ice-T calls, he wants to go out and play
Can't hang out tomorrow, it's the Lord's Day
My lyrics to this song ain't connected in any way
I miss the days when rap wasn't a cliche
A man with a message comes knocking on the door
Your contract's 3 million, I said I ain't that poor
Playing out in the yard at the tender age of 4
A boy with no worries I always kept my score
I know I haven't been honest, it'll prevent me from that win
But right now I've been the best I've ever been
Whatever you are, be a good one, Honest Abe
People these days don't know how easy it is to escape
Watching the big game, he drops 25 in a quarter
King of the Hill, no mental disorders
The world is a sh** hole, can we do anything to help
President Trump, be our Roosevelt
I don't know what to do, should I stay or leave
How can I abandon my friends on this Doomsday Eve
Can't fail at something that can always be achieved
Boys will be boys, it's something I'll always believe
[Chorus: Easy-E] x2
Boys will be boys, that's just how it will be
Boys will be boys, making history
Boys will be boys, always chasing the money
Boys will be boys, our lives are kinda funny
[Verse 2: Sweet-T]
Ice-T, this is straight money
I do what I can, I don't make people wait
If you find something wrong with me, please elaborate
Just a kid without a dream, not trying to depress
Don't like the questions, but in love with the test
I see myself in the picture of all the greats
But I know comprehension ain't one of my traits
I destroy competition and I collect the money
I protect them winnings, that's right honey
If this rap was a painting, my mind would be the brush
My voice would be the message and my life would be the touch
I wake up in the morning and get up out of bed
I contemplate my life and wonder till the end
How can a boy be in love with the prize
If he ain't got what it takes to withstand all the lies
Sitting on the chair, looking at the fire
Snitches get stitches and b**hes get disses
Playing with Trump on his course made of gold
Please God, gimme just a little bit more
People hide themselves, don't try to be a decoy
The world will never change and boys will be boys
I'm out