(Queso, get up outta here)

Tss

Yeah

Huh, yeah

(Huh, 1Up shit)

Tss

Huh, once upon a time, it was kid, his name was Marcus

Huh, Marcus had good parents, had good grades, he grew up smarter

Nicest house in the hood, got raised right, that's how it started

They used to try and call his ass a nerd at school 'cause he was proper

And Marcus wasn't no bum, but all his clothes came from Target

All his life, they thought he was soft, got bullied in the hallway

He could never get no hoes 'cause they ain't want him, had the wrong taste

That made him hate hisself and he got tired of people talkin' (I'm tired of this shit)

Huh, so he got a new group of friends, then he started movin' different

Teachers callin' home from school and shit, he started fittin' in

The new **** that he was hangin' 'round ain't grow up like he did

They ain't have no pops and shit, mama never watched the kids (Kids)

They start exposin' Marcus to all kind of drip (Come on)

Now he want pussy, he want money, and designer 'fits (Come on)

He think he grown, he don't wanna ask his moms for shit now

All that schoolboy shit grits, he tryna be a shit popper

Marcus got to sellin' all his shoes, sellin' weed

He showin' changes, but his family knew, he tryna sneak it

His pops kicked him out, went in his room and found the heat

Now Marcus on the streets, but he ain't schooled on the streets (Man)

He a man now, there it go

Hangin' with his friends so more

He inherited some smoke

He ain't grew up in the beef

He ain't never scary, though

They think Marcus wanna slide, he really wanna go back home

But he can't

Now he backseat with a Drac'

He was cappin' like he knew what he was doin', but he fake

He jumped out and tried to chase

Ain't give nobody no space

He in the way, his own homie head-tapped him by mistake

Be yourself

Just be yourself, ****

Be yourself

1Up shit, yeah

And none of this shit would've happened if a **** just stayed in his lane, you know what I'm sayin'? (Be yourself)

Stay in your motherfuckin' lane, young **** (Stay out the streets)

Yeah (Frr, frr)