In a foreign whip
Hop up off the plane and I'm enjoying it
What's the point in it
I been in my room when I'm recording hits
I been
Wait
Movin I'm in grind mode
I'm bout my bread
Making money y'all would die for
See most of y'all entitled
I hear talk There's no money I would sign for
I'm done stressing did my time with over thinking
Just throw me in now I'm Swimming in the deep end
I'm having dreams that I'm gon tour every season
Yeah
Just give me the reason
In a foreign whip
Hop up off the plane and I'm enjoying it
What's the point in it
I been in my room when I'm recording hits
I been
Everyday I'm working all friends say that they feel the same
Knowing that we'll make it in the hopes that we can break the game
Dreamin about Ferraris how we speeding in our different lanes
We just hit the studio the work is how we ease the pain
Hit our lows and then we up
Eating sushi for our lunch
Keep my blessings to myself and Count my profits for the month
I just do this for myself
And never for the clout
I wake up get to work and feed my family's what I'm bout
Wait
I'm recording hits
Still got dreams about when the morning hits
I know
That I'm more than this
Heads up in the clouds The way I'm soaring in
In a foreign whip
Hop up off the plane and I'm enjoying it
What's the point in it
I been in my room when I'm recording hits
I been