All you rappers fake and only wanting cash
I've been dedicated and I'm smoking gas
I pick the red iPhone, and not the jet black
Bitch, you know that I've been working
It ain't nothin' but a fact
I did not ask for help, I did this on my own
And I always stay flossing
Call me Mike Jones if you've got a dream
I be chilling with my brothers
And we get faded take another shot of Henny
I don't fuck with all these rappers
'cause they just too basic
I be smoking dank, I don't fuck with fakes
Feelin' like a movie star
'Preme up out my boxes, I ain't got no Bape
Rolling up a blunt, take it to the face
I ain't ever worry 'bout that
I'ma get these stacks yeah, aye
Mixin' up this Henny with the Coca-Cola
I be in my Vintage, chillin' in this Polo
Rollin' up a Backwood while
I'm chilling solo yeah, aye
Bitch, you know I'm sipping
Smoking on this ganja always calm me down
People saying that they got me but
I don't need no friends, rather be alone
I've been steady working, do it on my own
All these fake-ass people always
Always talking all this shit then
I ain't worried 'bout nobody
I be smoking up a Backwood and
I take it to the dome do this shit
'cause I love it and I won't ever let it go
All these rappers acting suss and
They only want dough if you've got a dream
Then you've got to chase it
I be writing all these lyrics, getting faded
What's a dream if you don't
What's a dream if you don't