Of All Things (feat. Too $hort)

Yeah

Yeah

Growing up they tell me follow your dreams

Now I got these A-list chicks all in my jeans

Five eight and she only weighs a hundred and twenty

Skinny but she's got an ass, the conundrum is funny

And you don't have to like me, just the balls to tell me

When your girl needs D, then she calls the celly

Now they see me coming up, it's when they all get jelly

Karate kid, yeah my sensei is Fonzarelli

That's forty, I come from the land of the hyphy

My club is all pros like the brand of a white tee

Only a million dollars in my hand will excite me

And I'm tourin' across the atlas, and I plan to go sight see

I never talk back when you're trying to diss us

'Cause my response when we know you're lying is crickets

If I ain't poppin', please explain who's buying the tickets?

And my deal's not a deal, it's like they're buying a business

Yeah

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Mama said, you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a bitch to me

They call me Short, but I started at the top

NorCal, bitch, if you like it or not

It is what it is, it's an Oakland thing

What you doin' Short? I'm just smoking, man

I got her thinking I'm the man to be

Fuck with me, this ain't no fantasy

We them real Bay Boys, all we do is make noise

We ain't never been quiet, come through and take hoes

I hope he don't get mad 'cause she want me

I really don't want her, I just wanna get money

You can see me, cupcake, give a fuck what you think

She's a rich girl, and I'm in love with her bank

You wanna be like her, wanna car like that?

Wanna be my work, I be your mentor baby

I make you a motherfucker

You take all this money and that other sucker

Bitch

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Mama said, you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a bitch to me

I leave the club with a bad one, head right to my spot

Put some Ty Dolla on and put pipe in the thot

Got a style, the world likes it a lot

I get on tracks spit, sneeze, cough, and throw up

I'm not wiping the snot

On my way, if you like it or not

I'm looking at the top, I'm just eyeing the spot

And I just keep climbing, I keep hiking a lot

If you told me these things would all happen

You'd be right on the spot

Yeah, 'cause ever since I was able to grow fame

My superpowers I can swoop your girl, with no game

Straight to the point, with no shame

Spot her at the party, I'm a long-distance sniper with pro aim

If you're a bitch, then respect you won't gain

Most of these cats are so lame

Rapper fell off, turned into a no-name

Lost it all and now you're trying to grow your buzz back like Rogaine

It won't

You could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

Mama said, you could be anything in this world

You could be anything in this world

But of all things in this life you could pick to be

You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me, uh

Of all things you could pick to be

You sure look like a bitch to me, yeah

Bitch