If I got it, I'ma spend it
Throw a f*ckin' banger everybody in attendance
I'ma get it off the strength alone, I don't do gimmicks
I'ma make them f*ckin' hear this
Niggas wanna talk about the kid
Please, please, pretty please, please mind your business
I am not the one, no, no, nigga, I am not the one
Mama ain't raise no quitter, she raised a procrastinator
Only half as fatal
I was still drivin' the Civic around
Got a bag to make, gon' make it happen, baby
I remember I totaled the Civic and thought it was over for me
Shit was hopeless for me
I'm lookin' death in the eyes and I told him, just hold it for me
I got shit to finish
I was poppin' them pills, smokin, drinkin, tryna cope with the feels
Gettin' high and I was tryin' to heal, gettin' by, tryna make right on my ills
Sorry, mama, this the life that I live, yeah
Sorry, mama, this the life that I live
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fantasize, fantasize
She think I'm a superstar
Girl, you might be right
They don't see the kinda shit we on, they don't see the prize
Lil' shorty wanna spend the night, that ain't gonna fly
She think that she special, dawg
Special, dawg
She ain't even on my level, though
No, not at all, ayy
Hope I never say goodbye
Hope it never dies, yeah
I want this shit every night, yeah
Every night
Poppin' bottles just to end the night
End the night, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night
End the night, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night
End the night
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night
End the night
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
If I got it, I'ma spend it
I'ma spend it cause I know that I can't take it with me
I'll turn the pen to independence
My hustle game is so relentless
I set the trend for my descendants
A thousand dollars for a sentence
I'm speaking that into existence
I'm done with pretending
Like I give a f*ck about your feelings
Cause someone always get offended, yeah, yeah
Need me the V12 engine, yeah
Made the pack flip like a gymnast, yeah
I can't support that simp shit, yeah
I don't even f*ck with the friendship, yeah
Got a bad lil' bitch want the french shit, yeah
I got that fire like an ember, yeah
Boy I'm bout to ball like Kemba, mm
Hands off my coat, it's expensive, yeah
Hands off my coat, it's from Paris, mm
Thought I spent a lot at the cleaner, ooh
Wait till I hit up my dentist, mm
Need vacays out in Venice, mm
This one hell of an entrance, mm
Everybody in attendance, yeah, yeah
I fantasize, fantasize
She think I'm a superstar
Girl, you might be right
They don't see the kinda shit we on
They don't see the prize
Lil' shorty wanna spend the night
That ain't gonna fly
She think that she special, dawg
Special, dawg
She ain't even on my level, dawg, no
Not at all, ayy
Hope I never say goodbye
Hope it never dies, yeah
I want that shit every night, ayy
Every night
Poppin' bottles just to end the night
End the night, ayy
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night, ayy
End the night, ayy
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night, ayy
End the night, ayy
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Poppin' just to end the night, ayy
End the night, ayy
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah