Toys for Boys (feat. Cam Groves)

Go get your mother, father, cousin or kin Cause it's the Can't Stop kid and I'm at it again I brought something to bump like I always do And Imma kick it old school like some light up shoes Ayo, back in the day on my cul de sac I was the illest little mug with a juice-box Put my name on the wall with a crayola pack And stayed fresh from my head to my tube socks In those days Yelawolf woulda been Chartreuse And before Waka Flocka we had Balki Bartokomous Got rock 'em sock 'em robots and my morning cartoons Gave my girl a walkie talkie 'Call me later, little spoon' Yo, wasn't a player but I played a lot Cause even then I was on point, like a laser dot So now I kick it online to an arena of millions And I get more love than Serena Williams There's a million toys for a million different boys There's only one that I like There's a million toys for a million different boys There's only one that I like I was just 11 when, on my bike peddling True story, new toy, Bugle Boy everything Before I recorded raps on my lap top Super duper double-looper track for the Matchbox cars I collected, parts were connected Then I found hip hop and was largely affected I got a discman, used it a ton Had more CD's than a mutual fund First car, Accord four door It was old but the trunk bumped like a cold sore Used to skate a lot, now I wish I could go more Who you think I flow for? Kids who ride snowboards And as a kid I knew that life was the greatest Tough choice if I ever had to pick a favorite Out of all the million toys, that I've ever played with This microphone's the only one I'm ever gonna stay with