Rookie of the Year

Baby, I been speakin' my mind since Ocarina of Time

Dropped on Nintendo 64 but steadily on my grind

I been buildin' my kingdom a couple G's at a time

Until I cop a fella sittin' on the beach with a dime

Sour D and some wine, that's when my livin' is right

Until then, get up out my way or you'll be dinner tonight

There were days I wanted to quit and live a simpler life

But then that beat in my head bangs and I pick up that mic

Yeah, I represent for that nerd life

And I been a monster, you heard right

When the moon's out, I'm a werewolf

So you better go get them searchlights

Got a mean bark and a firm bite

And a weed sparkin' like every night

I been on my mission so I am takin' that title like it is my birthright

I deserve my time with that fuckin' rock

To go juggernaut, flip it up a notch

I got no brakes and I'm runnin' stops

So get out my way or get fuckin' squashed

I'm a grown man with a cup of scotch

Puffin' pot, this southern rock

With a hippie chick that fucks a lot

And lovin's what I got

What I got? Shit, I got the sauce, motherfucker

And I ain't perfect but I work with my flaws, motherfucker

I'm a king up in a world full of pawn motherfuckers

An artist to the end, Bob Ross, motherfucker

I'm just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CDs are my trunks, speakers louder than an elephant

It's been a long time, long time

Okay, I'm just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CDs are my trunks, speakers louder than an elephant

It's been a long time, it's been a long time comin'

I'ma mix of Ferris Bueller with a little Gary Cooper

As I'm researching conspiracy theories on my computer

Glasses on like Uncle Junior, drop a shit from my consumers

With a cougar who could tutor on Kama Sutra maneuvers

Fuck the rumors, I'm a superhuman music-spewin'

Megazord assemblin', Timberlands and a Leatherman

I'm colder than the set of The Revenant

When I get it in, settle in, perfect specimen

Let me hear ya

2009 and I'm still that shit

Get on stage and I kill that shit

If you're a little bit literate literally you could feel that shit

And that's brick by brick, no manual

No plan at all, I had to build that shit

But I'm an animal, I can standin' tall and I did that shit

On top like bald spots, make jaws drop, no bad business

Got a formula in my palm watch

You think I'm cheatin' on math quizzes

And that crosswalk and my dog's barkin' at mad bitches

To my heart stock I have no spot for these mad critics

I'm back in it and I still got my entree comin'

Young baller out Connecticut like Andre drummin'

Feel that typhoon comin' when that white dude dunkin'

Guarantee you might lose somethin'

I'm just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CDs are my trunks, speakers louder than an elephant

It's been a long time, long time

Okay, I'm just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CDs are my trunks, speakers louder than an elephant

It's been a long time, it's been a long time comin'

Just warmin' up and they label me a veteran

Rookie of the year, when I started I was peddlin'

These CDs are my trunks, speakers louder than an elephant

Yeah