I'm a type I'm a type of guy
That you just that you just can't hide
Stressin' out while I just can't ride
And somethin tells me that ain't right
I'm a type I'm a type of guy
That you just that you just can't hide
Stressin' out while I just can't ride
And somethin tells me that ain't right
I got a boatload full of problems
I just went and got the touch
Bout to fill it with my stress, let the smoke fill up my lungs
I'm high speak any tongue
Y'all haters a bunch of punks
Passion in the kick spaceline
Serious I'm drunk
Its my one, my only, my every fault of expression
That keeps away the depression
But y'all know this complexion
Completely ignore my message
Behind every single record
The hours change from the mintes and the minute change from seconds
Another day with the rest, that I can't even complain
So God bless America, music, and Mary Jane
It's the reason saying
The reason I ain't got pain
The reason I'm standing up
Boy, I'm busy staying the same
Til' I'm walking with a cane, y'all can catch me in the hustle
I'm the diamond in the rough
The missing piece of the puzzle
I ball, never fumble
Rest in peace, my uncle
Don't fuck with princess Fionas but now I'm fucking Repunzels
I'm a type I'm a type of guy
That you just that you just can't hide
Stressin' out while I just can't ride
And somethin tells me that ain't right
I'm a type of guy I'm type of guy
That you just that you just can't hide
Stressin' out while I just can't ride
And somethin tells me that ain't right
Yeah, and that's word to my early days
I'm talking years ago to when my hair was curly days
I mean like years ago to when my bros gave swirly days
And I ain't plan on changing a bit
Til the pair of dates
Open up and somebody welcomes me
Tells me that the hate that I recieved was out of jealousy
Ironic how I never ate broccoli and celery
Cuz now I'm about my greens
Guess my momma got the best of me
Yeah, but that's only just a plus
I still put my collars and feet up in my Chucks
And took a path to success
That just ain't about the tux
Some say that boy got talent
And some say that it's just luck
Either way whatever you say I just don't give a fuck
I'm bout this rapping but I'm still bout bucks
I'm cold, I'm cold these bitches hot as fuck
I'm the sole reason why these pretty bitches wear it up
I'm a type of guy I'm type of guy
That you just that you just can't hide
Stressin' out while I just can't ride
And somethin tells me that ain't right
