[Hook] I'm a beast up on a beat (I'm a beast up on a beat) And I be k**in' sh** with ease (And I be k**in' sh** with ease) But still I'm gettin' slept on like a goddamn pillow (Oh no!) I feel like I got talent, but that's simply just The Way It Goes! (x2) [Verse 1] I was... just a college kid caught up in the party life, hittin' up the club every weekend retarded like I don't give a f**, this is what I've always wanted, right? Celebrate and party hard without a care up on my mind? (right!) Yeah it felt really good just to do it, choosin' to do this sh** over my music I know I have room for improvements, stupid! What the f** you think I am? Clueless?! Prove it Well, we can go and talk about myself, half my sh** that I play? I don't like And I even try to question myself when I'm spittin', no kiddin', like I don't even wanna write! I ain't droppin' no tracks out the a** you would think that your boy went on strike Cause the way that it used to be, truthfully? I would be up in the booth like all night! But I don't know what happened, ever since I moved to the 813, I been slackin' I feel really good and I'm gunnin' back at it, I really wanna go and turn this rap into a habit Yeah! f** it, I'm back again, but except this time I'm strapped with pens And I spit these rhymes so immaculate to put up on a damn track so fantastic (yeah) That's why I'm all up on this song by myself, I got this man I don't need anyone else (nah) No disrespect, but I don't need help, let me spit hot sh** like I'm raising hell Well! I hope you understand my f**in' mind is so nifty To say I ain't sh** man you must be tripping I'm STILL "k**in' It" and I don't even need the Rhino with me [Hook] I'm a beast up on a beat (I'm a beast up on a beat) And I be k**in' sh** with ease (And I be k**in' sh** with ease) But still I'm gettin' slept on like a goddamn pillow (Oh no!) I feel like I got talent, but that's simply just The Way It Goes! (x2) [Verse 2] That is, the way that it goes, it seems But I'd really like to see all my hopes and dreams Become reality, and not a fallacy To make it to the top is simply what I'm imagining I'm sick of rapping over freebie beats, b**h I be k**in' this sh** with ease But never can I ever find an instrumental for me to get up on and maybe make some cheese Cause I might get sued, then I might get screwed, I be spittin' flame when I write this too You could even say I'm in a righteous mood, but I don't give a f** you can bite me dude On every track I bring my grade A, A-Game, fake lames Think they straight, but they ain't mane, just a dollar short and a day late But it is what is man I'm still k**in' it, murkin' any beat won't plea innocent I'll admit to it, put it down in the records, might as well and make the sh** official b**h! Let's get into it, the party life s**ed me in like a vacuum I won't hate I still party on occasion but I got addicted and the sh** was bad news Now I'm back to myself again, and I'm back with the rap so tell your friends To go and check this sh**, better recognize that as long as I'm alive that the sh** won't end cause! [Hook] I'm a beast up on a beat (I'm a beast up on a beat) And I be k**in' sh** with ease (And I be k**in' sh** with ease) But still I'm gettin' slept on like a goddamn pillow (Oh no!) I feel like I got talent, but that's simply just The Way It Goes! (x2)