I don’t need no feelings in my phone I came from the parts you ain’t know Got up wit the cash app sending moe Came back wit the millions I was low It’s fuck your opinions Whatchu know Been got up to make some moves Young nigga want the sauce Bentley Bentayga I wanted too but now it’s a ghost I cant miss no shots no more since I was hitting post Spent so much time all up on this shit thought I was lost And my opponents cannot see me I’m in a rocket gone I might have to pass that to my bros Got rid of all distractions since I was broke Major problem ain’t no champagne for em I could pop a bottle Tell ‘em what I really payed for to make it to the top We talking dreams on making it on to Forbes right here from the bottom Bitch yeah I’m the king when you speaking just watch how you talking Tryna ball like I’m the lakers flipping up the profit Went through hell all the pain hurt but I’m never stopping Took the cuts on all my pay at first just to see it rising Shout out to all my day ones really kept it solid