I want a drop top, and I'm coupd up with a bad bitch in my ear

I want some sloppy toppy in the backseat, with the roof off of the ceiling

I want to pull up to my old hood, with my day ones and we winning

If you've been known to win, only find yourself in a circle that's pocketing billions

**** I, came up from my old ways where there ramen was seven day dinners

I never changed up, when my change up, I invest it to get something bigger

I got a mindset of control, micromanaging this life could be different

Nights spent, it wasn't dreams it was vision

First generation immigrant symptoms

We ain't have fall backs, with no safety nets, only pressure acknowledging schisms

Me and my pops fighting on a daily basis was the cause of diverging opinions

I recognize sacrifices was given

Blinded from envy and jealousy distance myself from the people who pure intentions and wanted success for me

Ask for forgiveness, now that I'm grown

I know what I need, I know what I want

These days feel more focused

I'm plotting and scheming to get to me a fortune

I put my name on, took the breaks off, and it made more than a difference

I wasn't fazed nah, by the layoffs, took my severance made that shit triple

Swam through the brainstorms and the days longing and waiting until I'm that ****

Then I pulled up with a squint in my eyes and I seen him in front of me, right through the mirror

Ventriculus rumbling, even though dinner was medium rare in fileting mignon

Hunger been growing, I'm learning the world is just here for the taking as long as I want it

Honestly tired not being important

One of the masses, this shit getting boring

I got a complex that my God next to me, telling me you could be more

Now that I'm grown

I know what I need, I know what I want

These days feel more focused

I'm plotting and scheming to get to the gold

Bitch I got paystubs where my pay bubbled up to nothing but rent, bills, and dinner

Nothing was saved up, rainy days bruh, that shit had me in negative feelings

Literally had me in negative checking

Account in the red and the bank getting reckless

They asking for bread and they went and collected from negative digits, fuck around get indebted

I gotta pay me and pay Uncle Sam?

Fuck it

When I get rich, IRS

Ducking

Tax code got me deep in my duffle

Loopholes, tell the government suck it

Fools gold, I ain't even gon' touch it

Usually the motive is keeping control

Life fast put that bitch in a chokehold

Brown skin shorty, calling her Coco