Yeah, I was born a misfit, grew up ten miles from the town of Ipswich Wanted to make it big, I wished it to existence I never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick Stick to singing, stop rappin' like it's Christmas And if you're talkin' money, then my conversation shiftin' My dreams are bigger than just being on a rich list Might be insanity, but people call it "gifted" My face is going numb from the - the stuff is mixed with Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my business And if I had my fifteen minutes, I must have missed 'em
20 years old is when I came in the game And now it's eight years on and you remember the name And if you thought I was good, well, then I'm better today But it's ironic how you people thought I'd never be great I like my shows open-air, Tokyo to Delaware Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked You know I want way more than I already got Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club
You know it ain't my time to call it a day I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy) You know it ain't my time to call it a day I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy) (Hey, hey, hey)
I can still remember (what?), tryna shop a deal (uh-huh) From Taco Bell to TRL I climbed the Billboard charts to the top until, as fate would have it Yeah, became an addict, funny 'cause I had pop appeal But they said time would tell (what?) if I'd prevail (huh?) And all I did was (what?) put nine inch nails (where?) In my eyelids now (what?) I'm seein' diamond sales Like I'm in Zales (yeah)
Without a doubt, by any means If rap was skinny jeans, I couldn't do anything in 'em I'd be splittin' seams of denim when I'm skitting schemes Which really means, no "if, " "ands, " or "buts" are squeezin' in between You sleep on me 'cause you're only f- winning in your dreams Not even when I'm on my deathbed Man, I feel like Ed, it isn't time to drop the mic yet So why would I quit? The thought that I would stop when I'm dead Just popped in my head, I said it, then forgot what I said
It isn't my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I'm already paid But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy) You know it ain't my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I'm already paid But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy)
Ain't nobody cold as me, I Dress so fresh, so clean You can find me in my whip rockin' my Fendi drip Man, you know just what I mean Shinin', wrist with the rocks on it Buscemis with locks on it E'rything my voice on, that - knock, don't it? Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin' It's just another episode, my -, I spoil 'em
She like the fly - and I like to buy - I'm gettin' stupid money, what else you gon' do with money? B-, we be ballin' out, the king, bring me 50 bottles Tonight we gon' blow a check, worry 'bout your - tomorrow The turn up is so real, we 'bout to be super lit Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts, that's just how we do this sh- Tomorrow we hangin' over 'til we start feelin' sober Then it's time to start it over, here we go again
You know it ain't my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I'm already paid And it's about time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy) You know it ain't my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I'm already paid But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (a-ayy, a-ayy) (Hey, hey, hey)
