Yeah, yeah, look at my jeans I made it Yeah, but I'm so, so faded Young, feel like Sosa, baby
It's so crazy, this time of day I don't want it to go away I ain't have no plan B, it's always plan A
You gone have to see me All I talk is money All I do is chase my dreams And you still hatin' on me
Yeah, y'all boys and jokes By the day I'm losing, hope You on the corner sellin' dope On the corner sellin' coke
Oh, you fat? Give him a coke Oh, you lazy? Give him cope Oh, it's raining? Give him a coat Castle invaded, close the moat
He can't swim, he need a boat No, he can't even float No, he can't even swim addicted to nic' poppin' zyns
Plan A, yeah, it's full throttle end the pain through poppin' bottles Cause me pain through talkin' shit
They so corny, make me sick I like girls who just wear rick I like girls who really thick I like girls who wear all black
It's our time, back to black I miss rap, let's go back to rap
What'd I say before about liking girls who only wear rick? That was lies, cause I also like girls who go wearin' RAF
Or girls who could make me laugh, Or girls who get to the bag Yeah, girls who get to the cash
Yeah, I'm spaced out like a dash I do races now, I'm in wraiths now Yeah, like really movin' fast
Yeah, I'm up now, I get cake now Yeah, like really movin' fast
On my way to the master plan One day, I'ma be the master