I wanted my own network
I wanted mine to quit
I wanted to do something cool and it's always about just me doing something and I think it's awesome
Park the weed in a Q7, hey
All my dawgs, these are Guccis, hey
Call my phone, what do you want please? Ey
Smoke 'n Joint, it's [?] for them, ey
Fuck the rap game, too many fakes
Nobody in the trap with the Goons
Everyone with the sets, that's a good buffet
Come in with the Tec, you've never seen that
Everyone is testing you to see if you're awesome
They'll catch you when it's night is, hey
Four people in the car
There's still room for the queue at the back
It's best not to ask a question
This definitely won't be your evening anymore
No matter who everyone knows your name
After meeting me you won't say anything more for a long time
My Fame - full, my safe full
Ah, no one can do anything to me, because I can do anything Nobody can do it before me
Stack of rhymes, go to the booth, smoke weed junks and all that in the night
Flex with the chain and the gold brick
Hate what I'm doing, I know that it brings success
Yes, yes, that has always been my life
I have boys who, when stressed, kick down your door from your room
Yes, yes, those are the boys who just do, don't talk
What kind of problems? Can't see any