I'm feeling the zone I'm lighting it up
I'm Flexing my wrists I shoot for the stars
I'm Eating your words I'm liking it calm
I'm throwing it up and I'm slamming it down
Catching some feels I'm rapping like this
I speak like a goose but I act for the rich
I'm tryna score points but I'm resting in peace
I ate a nice brownie I slept like a king
Woke up next morning I'm feeling so lit
Never forget
I'm a little bit litty my heart is so richy
I been a phantom like lil ricky
Cash is my anthem l'm kind of regretting
Not hitting em cowards
I'm kinda regretting not fighting for power
I'm kinda regretting not fighting the demons
I'm kinda regretting not facing the evil
I'm kinda regretting not chasing the paper
I'm kinda regretting not helping the dealers
Its all for the best I'm on top like a diva
But I ain't no tranny I'm aiming for grammies
I'm aiming for wins, I'm aiming for bills
I'm aiming for checks, I'm aiming for fame
I'm aiming for height, I'm aiming for crowns
I'm fighting the crowds
Look at these youngins, they tryna run gangs
They start wars, they tryna fly fast
They cant even math, they falling too hard
Living on paradise, living on hella lies
I'm aiming for mars homie that's for the parasites
Who tryna leech off and tryna hold down
Yeah my bars gonna elevate, yeah my flows gonna elevate
I hate when they delegate, call it free time and celebrate
Working so hard everyday
We all got the same roots, just spread to different branches
Yet we try to bring each other down to own mansions
I don't see mountains, I see avalanches
I don't see love, I see big bank balances
Yeah the hates grows, everyday enhances
Hate this old news, I just want the answers
You call out for money
You popping some molly
You sleeping oh honey
You spend it on shopping
I'm working on popping
Look at the shit that I'm copping
Look at me flow like its nothing
You working on popping
I'm working on popping
Lets get together make us turn into something
Put brown boys on the map
Cause we just as human and that's on fax