Aye, aye
B-U, two B's, A
Aye, aye
I reckon I'm just starting to see
It ain't how I thought it would be
I reckon a man with his heart on his sleeve's
Something that's harder to be
I reckon I just smile at the hate
'Cause shit is an honor to me
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
I reckon I'll be ready to go
When it's time to go
I reckon I just put in some more
When it's moving slow
I reckon I continue to glow
Like I'm 'sposed to glow
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
It's B-U, two B's, A
Find a new way each day (Yeah yeah)
The come up
Then fuck it up
Then recover just enough to be straight
I'd rather be great for two or three minutes
Then to be average two or three days (Yeah yeah)
Two or three decades hated and praised
'Cause you ain't a motherfucker they can replace
Yeah I reckon I run in this liquor store
And pick up a bottle of Ketel (What?)
'Cause one thing to put on my tombstone
Just tell them that I didn't settle (None)
Was conquering five different levels
But somebody hated, it's probably the devil (Woo)
It's me, I might be the devil sometimes
But thank God, He got me forever, yeah
I reckon I'm just starting to see
It ain't how I thought it would be
I reckon a man with his heart on his sleeve's
Something that's harder to be
I reckon I just smile at the hate
'Cause shit is an honor to me
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
I reckon I'll be ready to go
When it's time to go
I reckon I just put in some more
When it's moving slow
I reckon I continue to glow
Like I'm 'sposed to glow
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
I reckon the thought of me still out here steppin'
Is hard for some people to swallow
The jealousy's heavy
But whatever really, it carries my legacy
Farther and farther
My father was a farmer
With no Harvard and no homburg
Just hard work
Oh yeah our turf was harder
We country like biscuits and gravy
Ballin', just picture me baby
Play with me?
Bitch is you crazy
You gone be pushin' them daisies
We won't be pushin' Mercedes
Jack up them Chevrolets
While you hustlin' on the block
We fishin' in the Everglades
I reckon I'm just starting to see
It ain't how I thought it would be
I reckon a man with his heart on his sleeve's
Something that's harder to be
I reckon I just smile at the hate
'Cause shit is an honor to me
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
I reckon I'll be ready to go
When it's time to go
I reckon I just put in some more
When it's moving slow
I reckon I continue to glow
Like I'm 'sposed to glow
I reckon I, I reckon I, I reckon I, yeah
