Yuh! Pt. 1
Bullied in high school but now a young star
Shouts to my haters, you know who you are
Probably livin under rocks, patrick star
I'm cover model fresh with the nascar flow
Always new I'd make it, chances, had to take it
I got the drive, gassed up don't mistake it
Why should I settle when the top spots vacant
Got my mask off, I've never had to fake it
That's word to future and mine looking bright
Minds in the clouds, constantly in flight
Feet on the ground, always been polite
I'm coming up just to prove I'm right
Take the team with, we coming up strong
Now I am better and really so clever
Hashtag that, I'm a young trend setter
Why do you when you could do better
They told me no, I told them never
I could never quit, now I am too quick
I'm a young ceo and a boss like Rick
Never had a baby but they love when I spit
I stuck to my roots and stick to my wits
I'm so authentic, I can never front
Came from the basement, man that really stunk
Now on the breakaway so I slam dunk
You talking down but you doin what
Nothing at all, those bullies lost game
And I'm going off, right from the brain
They fell off as I gained fame
Nowadays it's like nothing was the same
Shouts to my haters, you know who you are
Probably livin under rocks, patrick star
I'm cover model fresh with the nascar flow
Always new I'd make it, chances, had to take it
I got the drive, gassed up don't mistake it
Why should I settle when the top spots vacant
Got my mask off, I've never had to fake it
That's word to future and mine looking bright
Minds in the clouds, constantly in flight
Feet on the ground, always been polite
I'm coming up just to prove I'm right
Take the team with, we coming up strong
Now I am better and really so clever
Hashtag that, I'm a young trend setter
Why do you when you could do better
They told me no, I told them never
I could never quit, now I am too quick
I'm a young ceo and a boss like Rick
Never had a baby but they love when I spit
I stuck to my roots and stick to my wits
I'm so authentic, I can never front
Came from the basement, man that really stunk
Now on the breakaway so I slam dunk
You talking down but you doin what
Nothing at all, those bullies lost game
And I'm going off, right from the brain
They fell off as I gained fame
Nowadays it's like nothing was the same
Credits
Writer(s): Ross Mundy
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