Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
WE$TPHAL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Westphal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Hoover
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Young Jaywest
Skinny white boy from the wild Wild West
Bout to make a name for himself mic check
By the age of six was a rap game threat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muh fucka wanna be the goat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muhh fucka wanted all da smoke
Thank for the intro,im here to set the tempo, been ballin from the get go, shit tho, made to get this paper like a god damn envelope
Back in grade school when the teacher asked
“What do you want to be when you grow up class?
Hold wait is that trick question
Imma break it down let me teach you a lesson
Bitch I go down like a jack of all trades
I’ll be the hottest MC while I get straight As
Look both ways if you try to cross me
I’ll be the guy with all the fuckin broccoli
Run it up beatin up the game like im rocky
Camera flash look around paparazzi
Imma be ballin till the day that I die
Gotta sleep with the bread right by my side
Take a look around the class miss Johnson
All these kids want the 9-5 option
Nope not me, you’ll address me properly
Imma go down as an OG Prodigy
That’s the way it gotta be , learn the terminology
I can drop a hit and buy a couple properties
Young Jaywest
Skinny white boy from the wild Wild West
Bout to make a name for himself mic check
By the age of six was a rap game threat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muh fucka wanna be the goat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muhh fucka wanted all da smoke
Jay bout that rap game shit
Muhh fucka had a passion as a kid
Growin up spiked hair I knew I was a nuisance
Bumpin Eazy e with my pops feelin ruthless
Pulling up to my school with a new fit
Class clown I be acting all stupid
I just knew what I wanted for my future
Didnt involve math or having a tutor
Aww ya fuck that shit
By the time I’m 15 Imma run this bitch
I’m talking b rabbit 8 mile shit
Like a skinny white boy just droppin them hits
Great oh no here come the labels
Telling me what they bring to the table
I ain’t got time for the fake ass payroll
Staying independent will get me that bankroll
Young Jaywest
Skinny white boy from the wild Wild West
Bout to make a name for himself mic check
By the age of six was a rap game threat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muh fucka wanna be the goat
Muhh fucka knew what he wanted
Muhh fucka wanted all da smoke
Written by: Justin Westphal