Mrshmlo

[Verse 1]
Never get tired of beastin’ ‘em on the mic, man
Been looking forward to the day where I could shine and
Show the world I’m ready to lead the masses
They follow the latest trends, I’m cashin’ in on the action
It ain’t a thang, I’m doing it in my sleep
They thinkin’ it’s hella easy, but can’t nobody be me
No matter how much they try to study up on my moves
I’m doin’ it for the future, they doin’ it just to schmooze
See ‘em at all the hot spots looking for a way in
Playing my position only bosses have the patience
Got the Luca Brasi rolling with the illest posse
6Fingers hit ‘em hard on the beat, I kill ‘em softly
Fuck a co-sign, I put myself on
Ten consecutive editorials up in Rolling Stone
Did what you could never do, been where you ain’t never been
Out with the old, now let a real fire-spitter in

[Chorus]
EyeASage ain’t never been a MRSHMLO
EyeASage never gonna be a MRSHMLO
EyeASage ain’t never been a MRSHMLO
Never been a, never gonna be a MRSHMLO
(Repeat)

[Verse 2]
(Yeah) I’m a five-footer, (yeah) I’m a looker
Good enough to eat, but I’ve never been a sucker
(Yeah) I got my hair did, (yeah) I got a manicure
But I ain’t impressed with that industry repertoire
(Yeah) I got an entourage flyer than your girlfriend
(No) We ain’t in love with your boys or your wingmen
(Yeah) I rock the stage and I kick it with the best of ‘em
You can keep ya soft ass beats for the rest of ‘em
(Yeah) I got a team don’t need a Y chromosome
So I got ya ex-girl bump me on her iPhone
(No) I ain’t a dummy but I do like to Go Dumb
And I rep the whole Yay Area where I come from
(Yeah) I got the 40 Water speaking on my qualities
But I never got the sample cleared if you’re asking me
I got the sticky icky and I roll that good doj
Call me EyeASage, 40 tell ‘em what I ain’t though

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Love it when the beat drops, 6 is a monsta
Put me on a cereal box and make the kids want it
I got the sugar cane, they got that saccharine
Most of these suckas is too sweet to be battlin’
They be embellishin’, relishin’ on that good life
Falling back on they content, worryin’ bout they punchlines
I be kickin’ the feet up and tell ‘em “ease up”
Givin’ ‘em what they want just enough to get ‘em a taste of
Rather be underestimated, than oversaturated
These other rappers gettin’ wacker the more they music played
I’m gettin’ fresher by the second, I ain’t done yet
I’m comin’ hard and I’m barely gettin’ my feet wet
This is a lesson to the critics in they armchairs
Wondering if what they hear is how I’m out there
Love it or leave it, I’m just gettin’ it in
And you can worry ‘bout it then so let the talkin’ begin

[Repeat Chorus]