Yo Five in the morning 80 cash meet the plug with the .40 on me I turn the paper into birds, call it origami Fuck a wave, I'm the whole tsunami Armani on my body like I know the Gottis Eight o'clock in the evening I ain't even ate Two liter, fuck a fo' po' a even eight Tryna keep the faith sleepin' late, but I always deviate From the love, Players Club no Lisa Rae Too up to need a loan so I sleep alone Estates for all my dogs, to each his own The type of shit I'm on, think I need cologne To every city I roam, they screamin' Caesar's home I signed a deal off of Heartbreak I was stuck between a ROC and a hard place Now I'm at the Barclays, drinkin' all of Hov's Chardonnay Writin' bars, in my Desperado guitar case Let's make a toast Yeah, yeah Let's make a toast Don't matter what you poppin' baby just pop somethin' Look Hell is hot and only heaven knows I never sweat you I'm forever cold If you ain't gettin' paper hope you taking notes Fuck bread, made a loaf now let's make a toast Ok, it really means nothing if you make it close I'm in my own lane that's my favorite road I had to bend the rules just to break the code I dug myself up out this hole that's what made me whole Rollin' Woods down in Hollywood where they pay for shows Pay and go for these label clothes and these major roles Whoa, if I don't who gon' break the mold No, I swear the paper never made me fold I disappear in a breathe of smoke Your whole career need a stethoscope That new album need a life support Bitch, you wanna battle couldn't fight the war Been a week I been coming down Maybachs just to run around They mad I'm styling when I come around Shout out to Pun I'm tryna live, I lost a hundred pounds! Let's make a toast I mean we can a toast to that, yeah Let's make a toast Rest in Peace Big Pun, Big L, B.I.G Yo Gettin' caught up with religious bans I guess I'll never see my distant fam, or my foreign bitch again In the kitchen hurt my wrist again Watch my pops become a different man I turned a snowflake to a avalanche I went a made a milli from a milligram Hand to hand Ashley Grahams out the Caravan No more sharing rooms at the Sheraton Game filthy, tried to kill me for a kilogram Wave healthy, couldn't stop it if you build a dam Mattress on the floor I was staring at the ceiling fan Almost died for this shit, and I'm still a fan The flow cardiac arrest why kill 'em? I can give 'em heart attacks for less Oh yeah, please pardon my success Y'all ain't even sick, you hypochondriacs at best Insomniacs is prolly for Molly that I ingest Outta breathe, like I got a Pontiac on my chest Cognac on my breathe, falling back to Prometh No wonder why you even call back or just text I get the message though, run game so professional Unfazed on your pedestal One day, never came, someday I'ma let it go Another day another decimal Day ones never tell son, there is no confessional Unchanged in my messy clothes I'm forever cold, hell is hot and only heaven knows Fuck bread, made a loaf now let's make a toast Yeah, all of this shit is so exaggerated I mean her ass fat, but it's saturated And now my 3rd eye has been activated This shit ain't really rap related They couldn't understand so I spoke it clearer Gettin' high to reflect, this shit is smokin' mirrors Wait, just being honest with myself I'm still doing this shit 'cause I made a promise to myself That's real