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