Songwriter: Wale

Producer: Just Blaze

[Intro]
Wale
You gonna be the one to make it, man
You gon' put DC on the map
You gon' do it
And I just try my best, you know what I'm saying
I'm gon' pave the way for everybody else
I know I'm good
Y'all know I'm good
So we good, right?

[Verse 1]
Allow me to introduce myself, it's like
W, A to the L E
I'm hot on screens like Hebel at LZs (Yeah)
I'm trying to be the biggest thing since Elvis
But haters keep postin' close to my pelvis, nigga
Ugh, y'all gay, y'all Zed, keep 'em movin'
I've been a young boy since a high school junior
Junior, you're so sophomore
You're nothing but a lil' cub, gimme that porridge (Gimme that porridge)
No love for for a woman, no, I think that I should warn you (Warn you)
Your girlfriend got my poster in her dorm room (Dorm room)
And I don't post up at Hale or at Bowie
At McDonald's at Howard, I ain't even near campus (Uh-uh)
I cover shit, I am literally Pampers
We sharp like nails, then you better bring your hammer
Run that (Run that), hold beef like lunch bags
I carry so many broads, I got a hunchback (Church)

[Bridge]
Now, I'm tryin' to be, like, the humble dude
Like, you know what I'm saying
But I'm really better than most of y'all—well, all of y'—
Yeah, all of you
I'm better than all of y'all
But, it's cool though, but I got—you know what I'm saying?
I'm really trying to make this thing work out
Zé tell me to be humble, so I— I do it
But he know I'm the best (He do), y'all know I'm the best
Paint a Picture
Ayy

[Verse 2]
No, Alizé ain't lie (Nope)
Them dudes out hatin', but they ain't I (Uh-uh)
Shit, you know the cops ain't on it
I ride through the quarters and this guy's like Portis
Oh, you butterflies, I'm a hornet
I hone my tone 'til I blow like coronet (Ayy)
Or clarinet, turn that shirt through a hairnet
Everybody give themselves a title they ain't earn yet
Yeah, I let you put it together
Young'un' working with a Cos' like pudding and sweaters, ugh
Not Jello, I'm staying out of jail, though
Fiends love white like Othello, hello
It's no saving him, a notch below famous here
My buzz thicker than the line at Palladiums (Wale)
And I ain't fakin' it, holla at your mons
I know I'm good for it, but I'm bringin' 'bout four (Yeah)
We out like tobacco when the car get hotboxed
Wale skip the line, this is hopscotch (Wale)
Flow Coca-Cola mixed with the Pop Rocks
I pop Loc, make them break like pop-locks
The brake lights on the car gonna stop, watch (Stop, watch)
The flow brighter than a siren, I can stop cops (Stop cops)
I'm Wale, you know you know me from the—you know!
The rap or the hip-hop, I give off the judo
You know, I kill beats, this is euthanasia (Euthanasia)
I rock Bapes like the youth in Asia (Youth in Asia)
I'm too fast, man, you can't race him
My black ink poison paper, I'm truly racist, face it

[Outro]
Paint a Picture
Wale!

Wale

Hailing from the city of Washington D.C., Olubo “Wale” Victor Akintimehin is a Nigerian rapper known for his polysyllabic and punchline filled lyrics. He’s been a member of the label Maybach Music Group along with Rick Ross and Meek Mill since the year of 2011. With his DC hometown, his fashion sense, and affinity for the ladies, Wale relates to the fun side of Rap often left behind. Wale’s career features several popular mixtapes and a few albums.

He has earned many platinum and gold plaques. The Gifted and The Album About Nothing both received gold certifications selling over 500,000 units. His 2011 hit “Lotus Flower Bomb” ft. Miguel received a platinum certification selling over 1,000,000 units.

Wale on his introduction to