[Produced by J. Period] [Verse 1] Scribble my name on the wall, let you know I was there Rock a chain with a cross, keep 'lo for the gear Bally loafers, four pair, and of course Nike Airs Adidas three stripe for an all-white affair Strictly all-nighters here, I'm on 'till 2 PM Waking up the shorty, she body Nubian That's Puerto Rican and black, spend all my weekend relax Puffing on Cubans and sipping Henny from a flask I just want this memory to last Get me through the GQ mag with Rihanna on the cover It's like Steve Nash, throwing allies at the f**er Easy, motherf**er, and we be non-loving these hoes Bubbly Rozay when we celebrating I done put some time in, so I better make it f** n***as, nahmean, but I'm never taking Their advice, see my life is like Kevin Bacon A few good men had been taken Put in handcuffs when they rush through the days and Snitched on by the illest n***a in Nebraska We could go where it's all good, drink and laughter Try to make sure all my judgement is accurate Pray to have grey hair in my casket I'm from where ratchet means a hammer or a gun Not hoes in front of the camera on VH1 And I'mma need a date for brunch Yo, who I'mma take to start? I'm (?) Memosas on a sunday Posted with a (?) look-alike fresh of a runway Mercedes Benz fashion wing stepping, repeating back of me Four guitar in front of me, red carpet up under me A n***a from the Bronx who would have thought I'd be the one to see? Lavishness, having this model with (?) Take a whole gram to the face, no emberra**ment Most my n***as still pitching like (?) From NY to Maryland, dufflebag carrying Random car whipping, come across arrogant Selling all that sh**, but still not having it 24 karat wrist (?) inch talker Trying to spend all this money that's mopped up Had lunch with (?) Go to my video (?) Henny bottles Make them n***as look miniscule Wrong side of the track And I'm looking gorgeous in fact Can't ignore a n***a, it's where I'm at