Maybe One Day - J-Reyez, Jay Park

My name is J. Reyez, yup the korean guy

I represent the Asians, we all chinky-eyed

So hot, I ain’t trying to be lukewarm

Trying to get a deal that involves no coupons

They label me cause I’m tatted up

They be hating me, I laugh and grab my nuts

When they hear the kid flow they’re like damn son

I didn’t know that his country made Samsung

Carry on, type it in my blackberry phone

Kid from Ontario, heard through your stereos

And I’m very gone, far from this galaxy

Nahh you ain’t matching me, not in my faculty

Do you, if you ain’t like me then screw you

We all gotta buzz bzzzz all off of youtube?

You think you’re the shit?

go ahead and prove it

Middle finger to the haters, dueces

Get my money up, they trying to take me down

I’m not about the flash, I’m just trying to make it out

Get my money up, and you can hate me now

But I’m a still do my thing and get my money up

Maybe one day I can say that I’m ballin'

One day I can say that I’m ballin'

Maybe one day I can say that I’m ballin'

One day I can say that I’m ballin'

The game is a maze and I am amazing

I’m so correct so don’t be mistaken

Music is music, ugh if I’m asian

Rappers that are underground, stuck in the basement

I’m trying to make money, stop living poor

Not satisfied, nope gotta gimme more

That’s my attitude, haters I ain’t mad at you

Internet gangstas, just ain’t compatible

To the real world so the realest all laugh at you

Keyboard attacking who?

man I feel bad for you

I feel gratitude, love for the fans

Skill and knowledge on a track, no exams

Forget about the past, everyday’s a new day

America, Australia, all the way to UK

And you know I can’t forget about Canada

I’m a run the damn country, stamina

When I’m strolling by, all the girls inside

Man they multiply, hoping I might have an open eye

Take 'em home tonight, flow ghostly like a poltergeist

So fresh, I got wings, man I’m known to fly

I ain’t talking 'bout crying when I say that I’m bawling

Don’t care if muf*#@kaz hate the way that I’m walking

Way that I’m talking, way that I rock shit

You don’t got the answers when you say I’m a problem

Case closed, I’m next right after J. Cole

Game over bitch, I just sunk in the 8 ball

Got more bars than the great wall, I hit 'em high

So stay low, I smell fishy shit cause Jay nose (knows)

You can’t hustle a hustla, I’m bustin' these bustas

As far as suckin' I’ll leave that up to you suckas

Life’s a gamble and I’m all in

Maybe one day?

nah I’m already ballin' haha