I´m from the 80´s,
Home of the heroine,
Error of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New rich porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers
So it´s plain to see, where my whole plan come from
American dream, I´m living the life still
The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
Still I´m grinding, army jacket lining
40 below timbs on, getting my M´s on
My best friends gone, I seen bad days
Still find songs that I hear him on
Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on
I hear his voice in my mind, like, nigga live on
So I get on that fly shit I been on
Spin on corners in enzo with rims on
But for info, puffin on Endo-Nesia
Give me amnesia
I ease up, that right, I´m high nigga
I want the sky,
The world when I´m done
I´m give it to my sons
Let ´em live it up, split it up, switch it up,
Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done
The rest of my belongings belong in the hall of fame, a list of hits next to all my names
I came, if the sky should fall
And it all goes tomorrow, and they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars
Don´t cry for me Argentina, I mobbed the beamer
Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardina
In Ibiza I had pizza in the club
Ladies know I´m that guy, they wanna piece of my love
Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime
Billie Jean the goddamn boy ain´t mine
And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope
Can´t lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
Now I´m back in the go mode, back in the go-go´s
Throwing the diamond up, repping the logo
Rose gold rose flow, I´m okay though
What Don´t kill me makes stronger than before so
Here we go and I´m not domino
When it all falls down, I´m like Kanye´s jaw
I might break but I don´t fold, till I hold the sky in my hand
Yeah that´s my goal
And then I bid you Freddy Adu
Prodigal Child, y´all not ready for the future
Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle
My name will be viewed such
Here´s to the man that refused to give up
I want the sky nigga, Chuuuuuuch