Most of y'all don't even know where the f*ck I've been
From my momma basement to my dorm, yeah we make that music boom
Yeah we bring that shit hot, fresh out the plate never let it rot
This that purpose that money never brought
If you feel me let the beat rock
F*ck the parking lot, let's hit the highway
F*ck my voice, this is my day
F*ck my life, this is my name
Give it all up to Yahweh, always
H-O-B-B-E-S, S.R.H. we makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah)
H-O-B-B-E-S, S.R.H. we makin' a mess
H-O-B-B-E-S, S.R.H. we just gettin' started?
Look ma I made an album, an album
Look ma I made an album