Back in my bag, floating through Hollywood, soul got no tag
My game never lag, still thinking God I took the right path
You gotta relax, we never take L's, we learning that's facts
I'm blowing her back, she blowing me up, she want run it back
Run it, I could put a baby in her stomach
If I want it, it's a hundred miles I'm gunning
If I want it, it's a million cash I want in
Visualizing everything coming, I'm showing my soul with the money
You can't save souls with the money, I'm on my third floor its stunning
Take your shoes off before you walk through, permanent prints while I walk through
Everyday monitoring my attitude, you know they say that dictate the latitude
Young Bee going up, I know that's why they mad at dude