Young Stotle - Host

Phone on do not disturb I been doing my work
Drink in my cup I’m a little too turnt
Been smoking that loud that’s the only shit that I burn
Except for these rappers ain’t stopping till they all burnt
Been all in my bag my girl all in her purse
Said she want another one I said lemme finish this verse
Then I’m dropping the album, give it a couple of hours
Then it's another couple thousand I went and just earned
Make no mistake about it I’m just showing off my talents
Work life I don’t got no balance
But got me counting money like accountants
Y’all just got it backwards y’all been living in the past tense
Fast life, mine be like the fastest
So ahead of time I go backwards just to pass it
What, what, what the fuck y’all mad for
Ain’t this what y’all asked for
Act like you don’t what I rap for
Well it’s not to push no fucking RAV4
I’m in my element, I’m doing excellent
That should be evident, this is the evidence
Living my dreams, this is my residence
Came from the dirt, talking straight from the sediment. So it’s
Time I settle in, thank y’all for the welcome in
Rookie year but feeling like the veteran
If they came to party, aight we’ll let em in
I’ll be ya host
What can I get you? Some food? A drink? Strippers? A smoke
My house is your house, so hope y’all feeling like you’re right at home
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
Pour up the bubbly I’m proposing a toast
Haven’t made it but I’m feeling close
Long way from back home but I feel at home
Only right that I am the host
I been on the move, on a roll
Like an honors student
Been going so hard I think it’s about time the student
Becomes the master and teaches y’all exactly how to do it
As soon as I enter the building I’m grabbing some bitches
Like what a way to make an entrance
Dropping stacks, that shit is expensive but still it’s essential
Real recognize real, I see no resemblance
Call it how I see it
Balling yeah my team is
Y’all should play some defense
Better stay strapped like Gilbert Arenas
Not a killer but I will kill the ego that’s got all you feeling
Like you the illest motherfuckers in the building
Buncha Dan Bilzerians who objectify women
I’m the superhero here to strike fear in the villains
So the streets are safe and clear for the children
Rap and read those are my 2 hobbies
Shine bright like Illuminati
Got her wetter than a tsunami
Ironic that I’m too cocky
Being thankful is half the battle so fuck half full
These days my glass full, yeah I’m asshole
But everybody has those. So tell me what the fuck y’all really mad for
Me, I’m happy, I’m thriving
Went from the backseat to now, I’m driving
Y’all act like this shit is so surprising
But it’s my house now don’t assume that y’all invited
Don’t do this to be popular
I talk philosophy when I talk to girls
Young Stotle rapper slash philosopher
But no less of a mother fucking partier
Time I settle in, thank y’all for the welcome in
Rookie year but feeling like the veteran
If they came to party, aight we’ll let em in
I’ll be ya host
What can I get you? Some food? A drink? Strippers? A smoke
My house is your house, so hope y’all feeling like you’re right at home
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
I’ll be ya host (I'll be ya host)
Pour up the bubbly I’m proposing a toast
Haven’t made it but I’m feeling close
Long way from back home but I feel at home
Only right that I am the host

Written by:
J. Fernung

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