[Pre-Chrous]
I got all this hype and I never try
I got no time to be wasting time
I got no space to be wasting rhymes
So I spit it real while I'm looking fly
Ask a hater, "who you think you hating on?"
"I know it ain't me homie move along"
All I do is write like I'm never wrong
Boy I been the best since I made a song

[Chorus]
I got all this hype and I never try
I got no time to be wasting time
I got no space to be wasting rhymes
So I spit it real while I'm looking fly
Ask a hater, "who you think you hating on?"
"I know it ain't me homie move along."
All I do is write like I'm never wrong
Boy I been the best since I made a song

[Bridge 1]
Yeah, yeah
Boy I been the best since I made a song
Ye-ah, ye-ah

[Verse 1]
(Alright) I done came from a long line of music makers
So the beat up in my soul grew from generations
No complaining, dodge the hating, I'm in the matrix
Been creating, newest idol that's in the making
I'm making progress
Lap with a rap like all the rest
People think they all the best
When they taking defeat like ottomans
Back with the raps like mummies (man)
'Tryna get that rap cash money (man)
'Tryna rap fast on a slow song, eating cole slaw, 'cause I rap when I'm hungry (man)
Do not be mad
Developing raps
Since I 'vacayed to Hawaii (yeah)
I think your girlfriend like me (yeah)
She want the beast like Hermione (yeah)
She keep on touching my heinie (yeah)
Put my girl on her, she crying (yeah)
She told me she hate my music (yeah)
But I can tell that she lying
Yeah I know that the people wish the kid would fall off and
They don't understand that music's all I do often
Times, they 'gone swallow their pride
Swallow they words
Make 'em alphabet soup, now they ain't talking
[Chorus]
I got all this hype and I never try
I got no time to be wasting time
I got no space to be wasting rhymes
So I spit it real while I'm looking fly
Ask a hater, "who you think you hating on?"
"I know it ain't me homie move along."
All I do is write like I'm never wrong
Boy I been the best since I made a song

[Bridge 2]
Boy I been the best since I made up a song-ong-ong

[Verse 2]
My microphone testified that I murder raps
I'll admit to that; I got sick of holding back
Back in the class, yeah I kept my raps under wraps
I was just ten, rhyming disses on a spiral pad
Made an LP when I was 14 (and)
Made an EP when I was 15 (and)
Started finally rapping well at 16 (now)
Just turned 17 and they notice me (damn)
Guess I'm back and I'm laughing at average rappers' reactions to other rappers' productions, but you can tell they ain't touch 'em
And you can tell they ain't pushing
They flow, they wording is hurting
They got that auto-tune bumping
They engineer do the working
And I'm that one man show
Get your tickets at the door
I make my beats, rap, sing
And I done it all before
Ever since I hit my teens, I put that pedal to the floor
Only meteors can stop me like the kid a dinosaur