[Verse 1: KingKwame] Braahh! 20 out my pocket Presidential suite dreams I'm running for office I be on that mic pro these rappers is novice It be obvious that she wants 'D' Mission accomplished Baby imma f** your world up like a commet I'd die for the mandem Cry for the mandem You don't understand I'd shed blood for the mandem Took a couple shots on goal so now you balling? Send them shots right back n***a Chris Smalling Man I smell blood I'm coming for your clan Put my feet up high kick Van Damme I'll be damned If I don't end with a bang This that ape sh** still smart no orangutan Nah mean!? [Hook: KingKwame] Eye on the dream Rolling up papers Eye on the paper Homie see you later Money on my mind Dream on my mind Homie on my grind if you want it go get it Young boy's gotta shine No lie, no lie , no lie, no lie, no lie [Verse 2: KingKwame] Mesmerized for the third time The first time was when I heard Tukays rhyme The second time I was listening to Masta-T The third time Noastradamus hit that hard grind No lie Alexander blood line! My dreams and my pa**ions interact I was like nine when I first got into rap It's not about the chains no I'm not in it for that But that just be a bonus when the money takes a crap Take a look at this sh** Peep at this sh** Lone Tigers spent a week on that sh** This that hand up Nae Nae Hot since the eight grade Road to success tires spinning like Beyblade tust me! [Hook]