Sittin there wishin their problems became ours, cause we have nothin in common since I done became star.
All my first dates are interrupted by my fame because every picture taken is a fan that you can gain.
Young girls envy the life yall leading, never satisfied with a nice calm evening
When I leave I always come right back here. The young spitter that everybody in rap fear.
I'm still fly, I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay