[Intro: Ruslan]
Yeah
I just wanna do my best to be the best that I could be
Run that back, look
Yeah
[Verse 1: Ruslan]
See, I just wanna do my best to be the best that I could be
Is that too much to ask for God? I mean You the great Elohim
And I can't find a melody to go along with all these chords
I'm waking up at 6 A.M. and every morning I be bored
YMCA is where I be at, they say they brought the 90s back
Maybe I peaked there, now I can take a stab at grimy rap
Rapper turned pastor turned YouTuber back to rapper
Trying to figure out who I can model my career after
After the clout, Juno, but not in the way
I'ma get tattoos on my face just to try and blow
No, I mean I got like standards and stuff
Lifting a lot of weights but suspect with stamina, huh
In a nutshell, I must tell, my side of it, like when I was driving and the bus fell, the tire blew
So now I struggle to trust well, all these new fans comparin' me to Russ but I ain't never sound like the dude
I guess we all look alike right, well I'm just happy that my wife don't think that I'm a sore sight to her eyes
Life is getting better, I'm feeling younger
My bum knee is getting better, I feel the hunger
But gotta watch my table manners, my etiquette is that of a mammal
King of the jungle I'm just happy we stopped wearing flannels
Yeah
I just wanna do my best to be the best that I could be
Run that back, look
Yeah
[Verse 1: Ruslan]
See, I just wanna do my best to be the best that I could be
Is that too much to ask for God? I mean You the great Elohim
And I can't find a melody to go along with all these chords
I'm waking up at 6 A.M. and every morning I be bored
YMCA is where I be at, they say they brought the 90s back
Maybe I peaked there, now I can take a stab at grimy rap
Rapper turned pastor turned YouTuber back to rapper
Trying to figure out who I can model my career after
After the clout, Juno, but not in the way
I'ma get tattoos on my face just to try and blow
No, I mean I got like standards and stuff
Lifting a lot of weights but suspect with stamina, huh
In a nutshell, I must tell, my side of it, like when I was driving and the bus fell, the tire blew
So now I struggle to trust well, all these new fans comparin' me to Russ but I ain't never sound like the dude
I guess we all look alike right, well I'm just happy that my wife don't think that I'm a sore sight to her eyes
Life is getting better, I'm feeling younger
My bum knee is getting better, I feel the hunger
But gotta watch my table manners, my etiquette is that of a mammal
King of the jungle I'm just happy we stopped wearing flannels
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