I'm satisfied with a little while you haters want it all. You waitin' for the spring and I'm gettin' it in the fall.

I'm a star, no spangled banner

Private flights back home, no stop-over

Me, my niggas and some Madonna hoes that look just like virgins but trust they down to go.

Yesterday when we were getting high, you were invited. You woulda liked it.

Take my verses too serious ya hate me, cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HD.

Man they treat me like a legend, am I really this cold? I’m really too young to be feeling this old.