[Verse 1]
I'm rising in this game and it feels great
Still tryna keep it real, n***as still fake
Been off the label all year, n***a still ate
Drop the marathon in December, n***as still late

I'm so impatient, but I still wait
I still show love when I feel hate
On a scale of one to ten, I need a high heel eight
Or better, blowin' this cheddar like I'm Bill Gates
Whatever
I'm in this wind til the movie ends
Smokin' California, eatin Peruvian
Out on Miami beach my n***as a few of 'em
Dressed like Beverley Hills, the bitches we usually with

But wishin on a star n***a took it far
And if I lost it all tomorrow I wouldn't trip at all
They say I'm crazy when I say it
But the fear of fallin off is the only thing that can take your faith