It's a different type of mindset, different type of grind-set

Different type of tidal wave, tryna get my mind set

I want me a fine set of Eliante diamonds, wait

I wanna get the stars in the ceiling of my ride, and make that bitch shine

I wanna get a champagne popping, with my feelings in the bottom of this bottle

Put all my pain in this bottle, it fills up and overflows

I ain't overcame every obstacle, that's just the way life goes

I ain't even paid back my momma for all of the years she lost

Sometimes I just wish I could disappear, turn me ghost

This life, oh, I think I found a whole 'nother high note

In life, oh, nah, you don't always get what you signed for

You might get more or less

Or you might get just some more stress

And you might wonder what's the purpose

Chasing towards your dreams, and it wasn't really worth it

I don't really compare myself to these vermin

I don't take account of my health when I'm swerving

Already gave myself a spot in hell on purpose

So I'ma keep working, I'ma keep earning

Stand on my money, 6'2 Kyrie Irving

I'ma hang the motherfuckin' tool out this Suburban

I hope that these **** not some fools

If they figure out the move, then they'll never be accused of a burden

Everything that happened in my life got me to the room that I stand in

I was too drugged that night at my own show, need a stand-in

To this day, I'm embarrassed for the family

Still got love for the people I abandoned

I talk to my high-ass self and reprimand him

These perc'd-out dreams nominated for an Emmy

I'll sit back, max AC, with the black leather seats reclined

In my bag, you know me, in the back, all that weed is mine

I got a lot of reasons for what I do

But I'm never gonna give it up

I'm never gonna give it up

If you find me on the floor, don't get me up

It's a different type of mindset, different type of grind-set

Different type of tidal wave, tryna get my mind set

I want me a fine set of Eliante diamonds, wait

I wanna get the stars in the ceiling of my ride, and make that bitch shine

I wanna get a champagne popping, with my feelings in the bottom of this bottle

I put all my pain inside of a cup, you hear me

Like, sometimes you just gotta sip away your feelings

Smoke away your feelings

Ain't nothing wrong with that

'Cause inside, it helps push it all back

So you know, I'm off all that