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Yeah Ooh Yo, I like that My first album, two thousand and eight I thought, damn, I'm the first one, man, I'm an ape To rap about the life of people listening to rap Never lived in Bed-Stuy or sold crack in the trap Then I got a MySpace link on my Macintosh Like, "Bro, you gotta hear this mixtape by Asher Roth" Then his single's popping while I'm back at the pad Like, "Fuck, man, I beat him to that," but I can't get mad Look, I'm no stranger to anger, but that's a slippery slope Like stepping on soap, walking 'round in a mope So I rewrote We Smoked and I came back iller Then I got outshined by Mac Miller I saw his videos, knife twist like Oliver He got way more views and way more followers And every college chick in Hollister hollerin' While my card declined at the mall again, but I can't get mad 'cause what's that gonna do for me? Jealousy, well that's nothing new for me So I reform me, I bounce back quicker I sharpen my weapons while my skin gets thicker SongtexteI write more songs, better songs, more letters One day my mic like two, three, forever There's no use getting stressed by other's success So I don't get mad no more, no I just get better My confidence an all-time high The days on the calendar, they all fly by So I never let one go without my rhymes Someone give me a sign, okay, I guess I'll make my own sign 'cause no labels on my phone line From immature to spit it pure with a grown mind My wily endeavors provide me the cheddar From my scriptures until I'm richer than Kylie the Jenner I just get better I just get better I can't get mad I'm getting wiser, you can hear the time talkin' Back in the day, man, I didn't rhyme often I wrote a few verses but never an "I'm Awesome" Dropped a mixtape with Spose then he got signed off it I was happy but I felt a little left out But motivation took it better is the best route I'll collect the rainfall until the next drought Worked a little harder, now your boy's cashing checks now I'm going hard every number on my tracklist Now these kids like to mumble on some trap shit Got my whole world spinning off axis Turned my madness to something fantastic I can't get mad I never listen what they telling me Fuck jealousy, turn that into melodies And you can tell by my penmanship That I'm feeling real splendid, not envious, yo I just get better I never listen what they telling me Fuck jealousy, turn that into melodies Turn that into celery I can't get mad No, I can't get mad Ah, yeah Ah, no Forty thousand in cash That's how much I spent on the app (What up, Kristina?) May've set me back Kristina, why you gotta laugh? I just get better Risking money, never heavy stressin' 'cause either way, I evolve, every loss a lesson I can't get mad, I can't get mad I can't get mad, I can't get mad I can't get mad I just get better This one goes out to all my humans Ooh, they told me I could never do it Ooh, this one goes out to my, my humans Who told me that I couldn't do it So I don't get mad, I just get better I don't get mad, I just get better I don't get mad, I just get better forever Man, shout out to Ron My fan who almost died at my show in Los Angeles Ron, I swear you were dead, bro But we back! Shout out to the Spose Army, man Shout out to everybody who made this shit possible Shout out to my man, Cam Groves Jon Roods on the bass Dan Boyden in ya face Ay, with the rhythm ace Ooh, we come in first place Nobody's successful on accident Stressing over that, you oughtta go and snort an aspirin I dropped an album and an app, about to be up I will finally get my moment, nope, they all like Russ Or Logic or G-Eazy, or Joey Bada$$ Animosity, don't have that I fantasized 'bout this while eating Snack Raps 'til I blow up like George Bush, Baghdad I can't get mad I'll just work all day 'til my jeans got green like Vermont plates I'm always at the drawing board, I know I could make a sale If not, I'll grow like growl after taking an L 'til they freak out like I tossed a bunch of centipedes I'll just try to write some better melodies I can't get bad, I just get better I can't get mad, I can't get mad I can't get mad, I can't get mad I can't get mad, I can't get mad I can't get mad, I can't get mad I just get better That was very cracky It felt real, though! It was good! Let's see if I can do it again Aus Songtexte Mania