Start Lookin Round

[Intro]
Try it
Don't deny it to yourself (Don't deny it to yourself)
Don't you be afraid
To walk right in (To walk right in)
The door is standing open
You know I'm always open
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Hahaha
Yeah
Gonna make it to the top, it won't be long
So get it right (So get it right), don’t get it wrong (Don’t get it wrong)
I'm gonna make it to the top, it won’t be long

[Verse 1]
Yeah, feeling like
Today I been to hell and back, told my girl stop cookin' dinner and pull out the welcome mat, can’t nobody tell me jack
Radio was hella wack, so I turned that shit off
For the drive home, tape adapter plugged into the iPhone
Now I’m up in my zone, feelin' like a motherfuckin'
Cyclone, I could do whatever I set my sights on
Step through the front door like, "Honey, I’m home"
See those Nikes on the floor, you reckon someone would buy those?
Grab up all this useless shit, let's log into TradeMe
Get rid of it all, babe, can’t nobody cage me
Upper-class dude for a change but sick of all this shit
This job, these gigs is all the same but sick of all this pay
Goin' on this place to stay which I don’t even wanna stay at
I think I go insane, you got a dream? You need to chase that
We needa bounce asap, they say you only get one shot
Believe I’m gonna take that, and make that, yeah

[Chorus 1]
Woah, no more sittin' round
Wishin' things were different down here, man, I’m feelin' like a
Change! It's time to start lookin' round
Start lookin' round, start lookin' round
Woah, no more sittin' round
Wishin' things were different down here, man, I’m feelin' like
Today, it's time to start lookin' round
Start lookin' round, start lookin' round

[Verse 2]
Yeah, let me take you
Back a couple years, way before I met a couple peers
Couple years before I knew that rappin' could be a career
Met a girl, type of chick that prob'ly turned some brothers queer
My mate said she was bad news, I wasn’t smart enough to hear
All advice is going in one and out the other ear
All my cash gone and her hands on another pair
Of shoes or some food or a subtle hair, colour change
She all in my ear, sayin' music is just fun and games
Telling me to grow up, that all my mates are fuckin' lames
I’m caught in the middle, drinkin' booze just to numb the brain
She’s so insecure, do somethin' well and she just complains
Unhappy with her life, lookin' for someone to blame
Too lazy to go get it, wishes she could coast to fame
Claimin' she don’t need me but she bluffin' like a poker game
It’s insane that I stuck around at all
Misery love company, man, I’m better on my own, like

[Chorus 2]
Woah, no more sittin' round
Wishin' things were different down here, man, I’m feelin' like a
Change! It's time to start lookin' round
Start lookin' round, start lookin' round
Woah, I ain’t takin' no more
Shit from this bitch, I'm 'bout to exit quick, feelin' good
Today, it's time to start lookin' round
Start lookin' round, start lookin' round

[Outro]
Yeah