[Intro: SPZRKT] Look for the stars Look for the roaming crowd And I will not be there Look for the roses They love me, they didn't And I'm still a misfit [Bridge: Andy Mineo] Come together like a hundred different strands Wanna make God laugh well just tell Him your plans [Hook: Andy Mineo] Oooh! That's right (that's right) My life sorta like a Coogi sweater Oooh! That's right My life like a Coogi Sweater [Verse 1: Marty] Started rapping with my boys as a hobby Driving to the mall freestyling in a car seat Homie, I never ever thought that I'd be here Went from sitting all alone to a beach chair Homie, what I look like tryna get approval All these funny looking rappers in their cool clothes Independent rappers touring off of TuneCore And I'll be repping Misfit Gang to my funeral This is how it goes and I know it's so beautiful Cause to be doing what I'm doing it's unusual And if I didn't mention God I'd be stupid though (Cause, literally, He's amazing so... uuh) This is how I'm living tryna finish up an album Gotta hustle everyday never had a how come Two years before they were asking were you found em' I feel like Wu-Tang, '93 Shaolin I just wanna live young, party with my misfits Always was a stand out never tried to fit in And I'm a do me, I never try to give in Everybody got a co-sign, we're the ones who didn't homie [Hook] [Verse 2: Andy Mineo] Fernie shot a text with the dragon face (ERR!) So I hit him with the whales Me and my lady doing real good Young boy bout to take a trip to Zales, that's trill! Never ever thought that I would settle down Every other city I was running round, shutting down stages Places and states with amazing ladies But after all that I found my favorite White boy with the black gauges Growing up I didn't have belts I had laces Mamma working overnight never did the day shift, bat life Now I live the rap life, how the heck he made it? Aw! Scratching on their head like they had lice Now I gotta catch the last flight Cause I got church in the AM, preach! Call me Uncle Drew they don't know who they playing with boy There's levels to this weird, levels to this beard Rappers I grew up on now on levels with my peers I'm down at the piers, pan sear the Ahi Coogi sweater it was knitted by the Aussies [Hook] [Verse 3: F.E.R.N] From my cousin pop lock with the L this your song Singing from the yard 'cuz it's so strong Street life met me at like 16 Lil jit stunting on them bikes having big dreams 18 painting pictures like Sistines 99' had the double din big screen For two years drove my Honda round the big tree 2005 signed to Sony rocking this scheme And time flies seen 'em throw it at me I'm a G did mine with the Lord beside me The whole time I was there they hadn't tried me Respect goes a long way, I noticed that actually And now back to the streets They still playing keeps, y'all still staying asleep When the enemy's out there devouring the weak And you worry 'bout your petty little salary this week You see, they got you thinking bout the wrong thing Promoting real heavy like Don King And this is that flow y'all been waiting for So listen to the words that the song sings Fern [Hook] [Outro: Marty] Ay yo, um, catch me in Washington Heights Not speaking English Haha Aaah!