[Verse 1]
I close my eyes and see the vision of a millionaire
A lot of doubts, but fuck it we finna make it here
I brought my n***as with me, but that's the usual
You see, I spit so hard, that my face got hot
Got n***as asking ya: when that n***a woods gon' drop?
I tell 'em chill, this music shit for real
The paper, the buzz, the people that gon' fuzz
The dick riding and the ladies that's hiding
From the dick sliding
See I'm gon' visualise this quick
And it's Soft Parade n***a imma take you on a trip
See my pockets is empty
But that type of shit that you would never forget me
And I'm slowly fading away
Yes I'm the rookie of the day
And the budget is low, so all I do is pray
I got sisters and brothers
And we look out for each other
And my attitude is twisted
Man I got it from my mother
And it's 2015 for the money Imma run it

[Hook]
What if I don't make it here
What if they don't see me now
What if I fail
They want me to fail
What if I don't make it here
What if they don't see me now
What if I fail
They want me to fail