[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
Okay, it's Rockie checking in, also known for k**ing sh**
Ain't got a deck of cards but y'all know who you dealing with
Music is my weapon and I swear I'm not concealing it
And women wanna touch me to symbolize they're feeling it
Yeah, they take me down like Casanova
Young James Bond got these b**hes roaming over
Getting p**y galore [?]
Then they come all for my crown and try to throw me over
And from that sh**, the great escape is what I found
My old homies say I act as if I've been around
Thought it up, didn't have to pin it down
Adventure to the future, b**h I think I'm Emmet Brown
Man, look at all the good times that we've had
These b**hes say that we their type like a keypad
I mean we straight chilling trying to make a million
And stack every dollar to the ceiling, straight building
[Chorus: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah, and you can tell me how you feel
But that don't mean that it's for me
And I don't care what they say
At the end of the day
This is where I wanna be
Yeah, said this is where I wanna be
Yeah, said this is where I wanna be
I don't care what they see
At the end of the day
This is where I wanna be
[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah, now they tell me that I'm real as sh**
So alive but my swisher got some k** in it
Remember when my n***a had to steal a whip
Now we balling out, straight cash at the dealership
White hoes, black hoes, we all mixed up
Hating on us, that's the sh** that get your b**h f**ed
She picked up all off in them big trucks
Thirty minutes later on a n***a getting his dick s**ed
Two minutes later, I just went to get my paper
Had to get these boys bars without a permit or a chaser
And right now I'm in the clouds so it's probably out the vapor
You ain't talking money now, you can holla at me later (what)
Cause I ain't really with that small talk
I'm trying to get that big bread
Magazines and legs spreads I'm fine like a big head
Leading just like Vick said
[Chorus x2: Rockie Fresh]
[Verse 3: Phil Ade]
Where I wanna be: 30, 000 feet up
This is the definition of freedom
But any second I can lose it all
Dudes are appalled, I prefer to sh** on 'em, than use a stall
And my dick is where these b**hes seem to rally at
f** 'em in the back of the building, I get that alley cat
And the hate is hard to tally that
My pockets looking like I don't know where a Bally's at
The future you can see now 'til I'm old to see now
The money keep calling, I swear it's got me on redial
Don't F with me, I'm only f**ing with G's now
Leaders of the new school n***as, I'm a lead out
Put Marilyn in the forefront
I never worked for the man again like a store front
A million rappers, but there's only one of me
So I can tell that in a second I be where I wanna be
Word
[Chorus: Rockie Fresh]