Used to dream about being rich
Opened eyes, and caught a glimpse
All the haters talk and split
In and out, could give a shit
It's all about the digits now
Drop the mic, take a bow
A Giant in this fucking game
Y'all midgets just some fuckin lames
Who you know that's on my level?
In the clouds but roll with devils
Phoenix shit, how the dust settles
Leave a mark like Aaron Neville
Don't know much, but you know I'm better
Swerve the traps to get that cheddar
Ask your girl who got her wetter
Tell that ho I want my sweater
A thousand eyes on my social
So damn blessed you think I'm kosher
Flavor Flave, I'm coast to coast
My name in your mouth, get a poster
I get more ass than toilet seats
Hit my phone, so we can link
A million dreams, call me Pink
No callbacks, my shit don't stink
Got a call back from hoe dawg
Hope she listening to this song
I ain't do no name drops
But if you listening, then you did me wrong
Never knew, man, who to trust
Leave the old bitches in the dust
Y'all come back when I'm up now
This shit just ain't adding up
Drop 3 as a sneak peek
Man the whole album finna get leaked
Quality over quantity
Man, it kind of makes me unique
Dress down just for sentencing
Yeah, the Judge throwing me the book
Cause I never went to chef school
But you know I fuckin cooked yeah
Keep a knife on my right side
I keep a pen on my left (Uh)
Started this with an old dream
But man, y'all know the rest