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 its Christmas
And if youre talkin money, then my conversation shiftin
My dreams are bigger than just bein on the rich list
Might be insanity, but people call it gifted
My face is goin numb from the shit this stuff is mixed with
Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
Im a private guy and you know nothin bout my business
And if I had my fifteen minutes, I must have missed em
Twenty years old is when I came in the game
And now its eight years on and you remember the name
And if you thought I was good, well, then Im better today
But its ironic how you people thought Id 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 aint my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
But its bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
But its bout time you remember the name
Ayy, 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 Id prevail (huh)
And all I did was (what) put Nine Inch Nails (where)
In my eyelids now (what), Im seein diamond sales
Like Im in Zales (yeah)
Without a doubt, by any means, if rap was skinny jeans
I couldnt do anything in em
Id be splittin seams of denim when Im spitting schemes
Which really means no if, ands, or buts, are squeezin in-between
You sleep on me cause youre only fuckin with me in your dreams
Not even when Im on my deathbed
Man, I feel like Ed, it isnt time to drop the mic yet
So why would I quit? The thought that I would stop when Im dead
Just popped in my head, I said it, then forgot what I said
It isnt my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
Aint 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 (ow!)
Shinin wrist with the rocks on it, Buscemis with locks on it
Everything my voice on, that shit knock, dont it?
Balenciaga saga, Im in Bergdorf ballin
Its just another episode, my hoes, I spoil em
She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
Shit, Im gettin stupid money, what else we gon do with money?
Bitch, we be ballin out, the king, bring me fifty bottles
Tonight we gon blow a check, worry bout your shit tomorrow
The turn up is so real, we bout to get super lit
Boy, Im kickin straight facts, thats just how we do this shit
Tomorrow we hangin over til we start feelin sober
Then its time to start it over, here we go again
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
And its about time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy