Young

[Verse] I ain't got no talent, shoutout to your ratchets Lighting up these bitches with a book of fucking matches I ain't never have shit, wow is you reacting? I don't even know, because it's money I be stacking Nah, that's a lie, I'm not that guy It's kind of funny, because I'm not fly Look in my eyes, look in my face You tryna hate? I'll put you in my place What the fuck is all this shit I don't know what I'm calling it, and Everybody want to hear the same thing When I'm falling down, and everybody want to know They saying that I fuck around, but I don't care about it They don't know, we really out here 'Cuz you know we 'bout this They don't really check it, we astounded Everybody who knows me is around me They don't know, I don't even think they can crown me 'Cuz I ain't shit, I hate this, you play this Say that it's your favorite song Nah, this ain't your favorite Yeah, you probably hate this too Just as I do, they don't really know Because I'm sitting out with my crew All my homies be the beast squad Same thing, you don't know That I'm a creep brah, when I'm rolling up Inside your young girl's bra, they don't really know 'Cuz you know that I got it all Now, ain't I out of luck? All my friends is white girls who I want to...um I'm kinda going numb, good thing that my soul Is just too fucking dumb, when I'm moving shit This shit is easy, now it's kind funny You all wanna be me, my rhymes are too STEEZy I don't think you need me, but I'm just rolling, and I hope that I'm clean man