No Hands

Dear mama I'mma write you Before you find out All up on your iTunes God bless you I hope you read your bible Your blood pressure gon' be higher than your IQ Here I go -- well I produce beats now You might've noticed I had started doing freestyles I write songs Yeah it's bigger than a pasttime It's a lot Take a minute like it's halftime You want a doctor? Oh you want a lawyer? Well I adopted me as my employer I stopped writin' night after night Cuz I knew if I did Well -- I'd be igniting a flame That's burned since I was five Oh my God I denied it but now I'm alive Can't turn it off like cable God just signed me Life is the label CHORUS Look ma No hands Yes Ma'am I stand Shoulders of giants And I feel like I'm flying baby Look ma It's no hands Yes Ma'am I stand Shoulders of giants And I feel so defiant baby VERSE 2 Before you put my ass on blast Let's be fair -- I did what you asked Ivy League School I didn't just pass I double majored Got As every class Got a good job when I got my degree I was secure but I wasn't free Acting mature but I wasn't me I wasn't sure but now easily I can say that this what I'm 'posed to do That doesn't mean I'm opposed to you You can get your gavel You passing judgement Feet to the gravel You probably rushing To get down here and whoop my behind But even you can't change my mind Well I'mma let this song convince you If not so long I'mma miss you CHORUS