[Verse 1] Reliving the great moments like a flashback I'm running through these obstacles like I was a running back I get a lot of paper, so that is why my pockets fat I think of riding in that ghost, all black Convertibles where the tops all back They hating, but I don't care, them critics whack I'm doing me, so that means I'm banging like this track I'm bout to make it rain on marry Poppins and her friends I'm starting big things, call Lamont Lawrence the trend My name gonna click to these critics like a pen All I plan to do is win Until tomorrow when I do it all again Swag on fire, so it is time to begin Now a days they cold like a breeze in the wind [Hook] We got dreams in our pocket, and a dollar in our hand so Fine girls walking around this thing, tell us are we wrong? Almost twenty years, we in this thing, we going in hard as stone And we got them thinking we been going 16 years strong We in this thing, yeah we in this thing We got a section full of critics and they barely speak english I'm want this forever man, all day everyday until the end, yeah we in