Tom Hanks

Lyrics

[Intro] Horchata! [Verse 1] There's a summer and a winter, yo Here's a shout out to the teachers said I'd never make a difference It's a lesson for beginners, so My favorite kinda girl the one's that thank my mom for dinner Said, "but y'all get any money while I serenade the sinners?" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They be calling you a loser when you fucking with a winner Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh Just don't do 'em like that Too good, and my goofy white ass like, "like, where my shine at?" Eat a four-course watching Bojack Horseman Waiting for the postman, new shoes coming Gotta do new numbers, gotta cruise through stunting on all these cats like, "where the party at?" They bump my shit while I'm sitting in the kitchen sipping Youngin' screaming out like, "oh, he snapped!" Oh, he's that Nabbing the verse Still went for max on the perps, do we make it adverse, like Gimme everything you got Need to capture the purse, I'll hit you back on the first, yo Am I wrong for that? Ditching everybody for these songs of rap? I'm tryna right my wrongs, but, it's funny, them same wrongs help me write the songs, like [Chorus] I love that chaos, let it control me I've been up all night, running on no sleep Used to try to fit in, but that's the old me You can't tell me nothing, I'm in my own league I love that chaos, let it control me I've been up all night, running on no sleep Used to try to fit in, but that's the old me You can't tell me nothing, I'm in my own league [Verse 2] Yo, I'm in a league of my own Imagine Tom Hanks spitting when you bumping my songs Picture that you killing next to Pippin like, "goddamn!" Boy got game, where the hell I go wrong? Catch me rocking to prom in a tattered old suit All the people that hated like, "yo, that boy got the juice!" Think the boy getting loose in the coupé with the roof open They'll say like, "okay, that boy is the truth" (he the truth) -- proof She don't even look fair I've been a realist, so I'm stealing from the book fair Gotta give a little stare to these bitches My mom say, "don't say that, don't look there!" Don't you put a hook there Why you elevating while we took stairs? Yo: why you never faded, why you making every playlist sound the fucking greatest, and you still a rook -- weird, huh I don't mean no harm by half the shit I say It ain't 'bout the cash, but I still need that bank To ease that pain, get some gold teeth I need a gold chain, I need a rollie You'll never hold me back in my own league I'm in my own league, yeah [Chorus] I love that chaos, let it control me I've been up all night, running on no sleep Used to try to fit in, but that's the old me You can't tell me nothing, I'm in my own league I love that chaos, let it control me I've been up all night, running on no sleep Used to try to fit in, but that's the old me You can't tell me nothing, I'm in my own league [Outro] Own league Own league Own league You can't tell me shit, I'm in my own league