Yeah

I wish I had a Rollie and a Jag

But I don't

So I pull chicks solely off the swag

I wish I had all the right answers

I wish I could sing so I didn't have to be a white rapper

I wish I had a pound for every time that wished I had a pound

When I was skint and had to count the change down the back of my couch

If I had one wish like Ray Jay

Every day would be pay day

I wish that I could have a conversation with the younger me

Just so I could show him how much of a don he's gonna be

But I don't have a genie and a lamp

If I did then Beyoncé and RiRi'd demand a flight to the states so they can have a threesome with a fan

And I could get a pic with Jay Z and Yeezy for the gram

I want a Lambo that I can fit fat chicks in

With a big sub banging in the boot like a kidnap victim

I wish that I could get back all the time that I wasted smoking weed and talking shit instead of trying to strive for greatness

I wish my grandma didn't have Facebook

And my parents named me something sicker than Jake Brook

And I didn't have to go by some shit that I made up

When I was 16 I used to wish I was famous

But nobody can control my vision

I'm not gonna spend my whole life wishin'

There's a million places I could be rather than here

I know nothing's ever perfect and the grass is always greener

How do the days go by so slow, when all of the years go by so fast

All of the years go by so fast

All of the years

You keep running out on me I know I can't get you back

I was killing you by sitting doing nothing

I just let you pass me by

I thought you was on my side but we can't go back

Both hands in your face as you tell me you'd wait for no man

But you're a healer I need ya to get my mind together

I need you to think and make sense of things

I need you to myself

I feel like I'm in a race against ya

You're slipping away quick the days fly

We was both getting wasted at the same time

We was both getting wasted at the same time

At the same time

There's a million

There's a million places I could be rather than here

I know nothing's ever perfect and the grass is always greener

How do the days go by so slow, when all of the years go by so fast