G-Eazy

Change your heart

Look around you

Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears

Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me

This is the anthem

Told the world I need everything and some, yeah

Take a look at us, it’s what you call a team

Freight train, I’m leading everybody, full of steam

They-they say I’m too old for my age

But it’s funner to act younger

I’m such a fucking stunner

And that’s word to my mother

Now how you measurin’

Talent or who’s better than

Shit, I made it here with the team on my back no letterman

Tour like I’m a veteran

If I ain’t care I swear I’d probably be fine

But instead, this shit is killin my mind

Epidemic, comes out July Fourth, Independents Day, come on

Yes, I’m so illmatic with it, hehehe, yes, carnage in the building

I don’t give a fuck if nobody ain’t feeling me this time

Cause this is real talk when I’m depicting this rhyme

I’m tired of you lames, you don’t make music

You didn’t engineer it, mix it, or even produce it

You just wrote your 16, which wasn’t even hot