Of All Things

Yeah

Growing up they tell me follow your dreams

Now I got these a list chicks all in my jeans

Five eight and she only weighs a hundred and twenty

Skinny but she's got an a** the conundrum is funny

And you don't have to like me just the balls to tell me

When your girl needs d then she calls the Celly

Now they see me coming up is when they all get jelly

Karate kid yeah my senses is fonzerelli

That's forty I come from the land of the hyphen

My club is all pros like the brand of a white tee

Only a million dollars in my hand will excite me

And I tour across the atlas then I plan to go sight see

I never talk back when you're trying to diss us

'Cause my response when we know you're lying is crickets

If I ain't popping please explain who's buying the tickets

And my deals not a deal it's like their buying a business yeah

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Momma said you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a b**ch to me

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a b**ch to me

They call me short but I started at the top

North cal b**ch if you like it or not

It is what it is it's an Oakland thing

What you doing short

I'm just smoking man

I got her thinking I'm the man to be

F**k with me this ain't no fantasy

We them real bay boys all we do is make noise

We ain't never been quiet come through and take h**s

I hope he don't get mad 'cause she want me

I really don't want her I just want to get money

You can see me cupcake give a f**k what you think

She's a rich girl and I'm in love with her bank

You wanna be like her wanna car like that

Wanna be my work I be your mentor baby

I make you a motherf**ker

You take all this money and that other sucker b**ch

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Momma said you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a b**ch to me

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a b**ch to me

I leave the club with a bad one head right to my spot

Put some Ty dollar on and put pipe in the thou

Got a style the world likes it a lot

I get on tracks spit sneeze cough and throw up

I'm not wiping the snot

On my way if you like it or not

I'm looking at the top I'm just eyeing the spot

And I just keep climbing I been hiking a lot

If you told me these things would all happen

You'd be right on the spot

Yeah 'cause ever since I was able to grow fame

My superpower's I can swoop your girl with no game

Straight to the point with no shame

Spot her at the party I'm alone that's a sniper with pro aim

If you're a b**ch then respect you won't gain

Most of these cats are so lame

Rapper fell off turned into a no name

Lost it all and now you're trying

To grow your buzz back like Rogaine

It won't

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Momma said you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a b**ch to me

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a b**ch to me

Yeah

B**ch