Wake up at the park Laid off from my job Emotionally distressed Racking up these problems My minds flashing like a mob popstars Can wait Hop in the car Head up to the bay Bitch don't tell me Leave a message on my line On the celle We at movies big screens so exclusi I can take my time with that hesi I'm here to waste life Laying on the grass, we're tuning in Drowning out the noise in my head Throw my ego to the sky with the wind Like a nimbus cloud, I shoot through it Nigga sell me On some shit To make some money I need plenty So what we moving Six bricks kinda heavy El chapo shit I guess I'm ready I'm here to waste my life They won't stop me I feel like it's costly Whether you love me I got all this money Don't have what I wanted It's always on my mind But if I'm the right space I can win the rat race I can do it Break the chains I want money and the rings I want diamonds and champaigns I want all the finer things Getting drunk off all my money 7 billion on my mind