Thinking about the past year
I remember I fell straight on the floor
Want the money I want it fast yea
But I will never sell my soul no
My dimains will be nothing but nonstopping
Haters be hitting but I remain blocking
I remain topping I remain topping
Bitch I'm just coming up
See me on the news in the picture I'm rude enough
I was back from a thousand years
I remember all of Egypt
Saw the slave Hebrews with the tears
Now we start with another script
I said free myself now
Feel like a king with the crown
Why am I depressed and down
Tired of acting like a damn clown
Tired of pop in the same damn way
N***a run up on me and be a bloody day
See me dancing doing my dance
Feel so rich with a hole in my pants
Pulling up with a nice car
Now haters are looking at me like how I'm going far
Tired of feeling classic
Want to feel raw
Hoes are made of plastic
That's why I never give them a call
Tired of n***as talking their mess
When they start a fight they don't give u the best
Graving the money and getting the check
Give it to people that need it for the best