Jeff Shum - f** Yeah lyrics

[Verse 1: Ed-Two] You ask who I am I'm average I'm a man No land, no fans, no lavish life in Cannes No record deal, advances I might as well be from Kansas Cause I'm Ozzy Oz with my family And my Aussie Aussie like a pantry Just reach down and grab it My Facebook like Catfish Everybody say I'm the cra**est I don't a give a f** like an actress Who never puts out on the mattress And I gotta have more like Ashton My thoughts they come so random Like numbers they choose in a ransom [Chorus: Ed-Two] f** yeah I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe Well no sh** [Verse 2: Ed-Two] Dead last in line But I'm steadfast with mine For those back packing rhymes To those fat stacking crimes Take a look inside of my eyes Tryna catch up like Hines Reminds me of the 90's Rewind me 'til you find me Cuz I'm stuck in the past Stuck in the back of the bus or the cab What's up with that? I don't know man Maybe I just don't like walkin' on land, gettin' off track Empirical evidence show that it's evident, relevant I'm ahead of competitors Everything better when poppin' the sedatives Let me slow down the sentences [Chorus: Ed-Two] f** yeah I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe Well no sh** [Verse 3: Ed-Two] See me goin' at it like a semi-automatic And I never gotta panic cause I know I be the baddest Feelin' kinda Randy cause I do it like a savage Callin' me a Prodigy when I be causing Havoc Wanna talk that, take it to the back Mother f**ers act like a pain in the a** So I came to the fact Either play for the scraps Or put it all in and get paid with the stacks Just can't stop like cake for the fat I stayed hot when they turned off the gas I stayed on when they turned off the lamps That paid off so I got off my back On my knees, to my feet Told 'em what I'm gonna be Right into the deep-end, take a dive undersea Everything is bittersweet when you got enemies f** an intervention you don't gotta intervene [Chorus: Ed-Two] f** yeah I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe I guess I'm on my own sh** hoe Well no sh** [Outro: Ed-Two] You talk about gettin' that dough Whatever, whatever You talk about gettin' them hoes Whatever, whatever b**h, I'm on my own sh** I could give a f** less about your sh** And as long as I got my closest A mother f**er like me coastin' b**h