A Story
I got me the stove so i cook it up
I got me the stove so i cook it up
I got me the cheque, so I ran it up
Ran it up on the plug I think I had enough, Woah
Fuckin with bitches, they had enough, No
Yeah your girl dime, but we know she a ho
When she see me yeah she drop off her clothes

Say no more

Lately I've been ballin hard
I've been on a whole new level
Look at my watch, iced out, diamonds on bezel
It's all good I go to Italy
Takin your bitch, yeah she into me
Oh man, got enemies
Wont feel no pain off the henessy

Fuckin with bitches, I don't care if they takin my riches
Countin up millions, doing it again
One day a billion
Dont you know I dont dream?
I only see the vision
My whole life been a mission
That's the truth, no please dont spin it

Thought I saw too much in 2016
I didn't even see the half of it
I didn't even get to plan for it

No I didn't, no I didn't now