[Verse 1] In the car, sunglass on wayfaring Windows down, got the shitty sound system blaring Down the street, both feet, yeah Im pedal pairing Stick shift, sick whip, got the ladies staring Im running errands, and scaring parents Blasting songs with potty words, got the mothers glaring Fitted wearing, Im done caring Got your girl licking my pole like she double daring What ever happened to the days where we aint have to do shit? We could just get into our cars and then just go out cruising Those were the days that Im a afraid that Im forever losing You know this life it chooses us, we dont ever choose it When I hop onto a beat you know that I abuse it But Im really a gentle giant, like I Terry Crews it I try to put out shit to get the people grooving But Im taking a minute for myself, please excuse it This rap shit is a game that we all want to play Some of us dont make the squad, some of us here to stay Some of us are brand new and we just gotta pray Somebody notices and calls cause they think that were great Maybe I got here too late, maybe I jumped in too fast Maybe Im way too cocky trying to put these haters on blast I dont even have haters, gotta earn that shit If they aint heard that shit, how they gonna spurn that shit? But if they challenge me, best believe I burn that shit I murk that shit, I eat, sleep and turd that shit And turn that shit to something thats enjoyable Even if this shit dont make me any more employable My mom would be like, Oh, okay, Josh, thats adorable But this is why your educations that much less affordable This instead of homework makes it that much more deplorable And listen to the words you say, that language is just horrible Is this really what you wanna do? I dont think so You wont make hardly any money, please, you need to think, son The choices that youre making pushing me straight to the brink son And I better not find out youve ever smoked or had a drink, son. Im sorry mom I have and I aint died yet Its a surprise, yes, but honestly my brain hasnt been fried yet I havent gone completely out of my mind yet Or maybe I have...
shit, maybe, employable, wayfaring, son