Look at my AP
You say it's unlike me
I just think I'm growing up
Do you think I might be trapped in a dream
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Trapped in a dream
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want no front yard I chop down on Sundays
I hate what everybody wants, don't care what no one says
Always knew I was the type to leave this life behind someday
Still you stayed with me, I never said it would be worth it
We never come to an understanding now
Grandma and ma, I'm the man of the house
Don't wanna get lucky, I'm planning it out
We never come to an understanding, yeah
You were supposed to be co-captain while I made it there
Look at my AP
You say it's unlike me
I just think I'm growing up
Do you think I might be trapped in a dream
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Trapped in a dream
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look at my, look at, look at my (AP)
Look at my, look at, look at my (A)
Look at my, look at, look at my (Ay)
Look at my (Bitch), look at, look at my
To the mansion (To the mansion)
Call a gang meet, all my squad stay up all night planning (We be planning)
I do not smoke but when I do, I stroll on planets (On a planet)
This is theme music, if you put in work, you understand it (Ay)
Ándale, ándale! To the mansion (To the mansion)
Oh, the price I paid to do this fearlessly (Yeah)
I can't lie, I think it did some damage to me (Yeah)
Please don't challenge me boy, you embarrassin' me (Oh no)
You could offer all your help but ain't no savin' me (No)
I'm no slave, I'm free (Uh)
One life, c'est la vie (Right)
They don't really make 'em like me
Ay, to the mansion