Good Evening

I have no legs

I have no legs

I have no legs

Run by the park and get zooted, bih-?

Uh

Look

Good evening

Yeah, uh

When I party in New York, take the late night subway

Goin′ out Friday to comin' home Monday

From all directions never find me on the one way flavor

The rhyme just the icin′ on the cupcake, fuck face

My fans notice these other rappers is bogus

I'm supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

And the boy stay, kickin' incredibly dope shit

Make my mama proud ′cause my clothes fit

Travel ′round the globe bitch, on my Lewis Clark shit

Don't matter where I live, ′cause I can tell you where my heart is

I just stay on my side, fuck where everybody at

Tell the planet, "Peace", 'cause I′m gone, I ain't comin′ back

Had the whole regular life, I can tell you that I'm done with that

Try to build a mil' off a couple stacks

Own my own business, investin′ all I got into these fuckin′ raps

Willie Parker money, hand it off then it's runnin′ back

Ayo, you fuck wit' dat

Uh, you gotta fuck wit′ dat

You in love wit' dat

Look, uh, Mac Miller

Takin′ sips from the fountain of youth

If you ain't heard about the kid, then you out of the loop

As I'm sittin′ back starin′ at this world in my eyes

See out the window in my room that I'm hidden inside

I′m just a kid who stays speakin' and starts talkin′ his mind

Like a roller coaster, but I stay along for the ride

Put my heart up on the page and the song gonna cry

There's logic behind the way stayin′ caught in a lie, boy

Ain't a shock that I'm a topic of discussion

Motherfuckers want my spot, so they probably wish I wasn′t

They give a lil′ love like everyone does

In reality, they stoned off that competitive drug

And I don't blame ′em

'Cause those who above me, I′m gunnin' for

Try and make my way to the top, startin′ from the floor

And I don't even need to bring a single gun to war

'Cause I be on some shit that they ain′t never done before

Takin′ over piece by piece, startin' from the core

It′s only been a year, I can stick around a hundred more

Said I could stick around a hundred more

I ain't goin′ nowhere

Young and so much time to go

Jerm, you might as well keep this one rollin'

I got like one more verse

I haven′t spit three verses on a song in a minute

Uh-hum, see if I can remember this one

A'ight look

You can find me in the lab workin' overtime

Smell the weed when you going by, global grind

I ain′t just a local guy

When you feelin′ stressed out, have an L

Blow money, keep my lady decked out in Chanel

Live fast, when I die better wish me well

Huh, I just hope they servin' beer in hell

Just an everyday story that I′m here to tell

So please, stick around for the epilogue

For anyone who ever blog, prolly heard my name

Hip-Hop's underdog, you wanna win the game

I′m sick of hearin' how music change, never be the same

And these dudes who think they everything and never pick a lane

Call yourself a vet, but haven′t won a single game

Mad, every girl got my name imprinted in her brain

Boy, I'm a beast, match the style in bars

Find me smokin' weed where the wild things are, huh

Yes sir

So I mean, I had to take this time

Real quickly, to just go in

I′on know man I feel like you should never stop goin′ in on your shit

That's just me

I mean, Q and Treej out there we excited just makin′ history

And Jerm of course