Don’t let em tell you that you useless / Trust the process homie you can do this / Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves / Tryina pour from a cup that got nothing else but air / You see our dreams got no deadlines / You can do it big, write your own headlines.

Ice cubes in a glass, chain on my neck / Grindin’ all my life show some respect / How you go down to the mud and you bounce back / How your fone start ring when you countin’ stacks / Now life’s looking sweet what-alot-igot / Been through a whole lot my circle a dot.

Got a lot on you like a Cullinan / No competition you killin’ em / Your 8 figure body girls at the party, all of your curves I’m feelin’ em