See I never left,
These niggas did they best,
My shit is authentic, demand's knocked off
Imitations, time to real up, gotta get that dough
When the stars form with no cut
[?] 100 000 trim [?]
And that's before lunch, I call it crunch time
I hop up out my bed and then one of my cars
But where I'm going [?] cause I don't need roads
Nigga cause I be flying as high as the heavens soar
Check in my automo, the time froze up
So I guess I'm stuck on swagg up till the [?] out
Niggas [?] but still find the strength [?] my glass up
Auch, yeah, it hurts just a little
But they say that my ego is bigger than [?]
So I probably wouldn't sit well with Beyonce either
Like trying to fit 3 in a 2 sitter
I'm a darling divas, want me to read them
But they hate it when I tell them that shit shit read beat it
[?] my money's in the millions
[?] 100 000 trim [?]