When you chasin' paper, ain't no navigation to the money (ain't no navigation), yeah
You niggas be chasin' bitches, I chase dreams, shit, you don't really want it (you don't really want it), you don't
When I was broke, it was all love
When I got rich, niggas start lookin' for me
Brand new Ghost, thought niggas was lookin' for me
Comin' through, no tint up on me
My heart had first got cold when I had seen niggas start switchin' on me
Comin' through in the Rolls, I got that switchy on me
Skinny or you swole, you ain't my bro, it ain't no swingin' on me
If it was my bro, it ain't no– mm
I came with them poles and Lord knows that we'll ring it on 'em (grr)
Like a bitch you think you cheatin' on
You real? Then why you speakin' on it?

Yeah, if you real, then why you gotta bring my name up?
Of course, I been runnin' out of favors (favors)
Crib so big that I ain't even got no neighbors
All alone, countin' money in my spaceship (in my spaceship)
Sometimes I wish that I was never famous (famous)
Niggas cross me 'bout some shit, I can't erase it (can't erase)
Sometimes I wanna send a blitz, it's murder on my mind, I think about it all the time
I might be trippin', I can't sleep, we hidin' too deep
K on side of the bed, I'm sleepin', the Glock all in the sheets
Niggas be tellin' me I be trippin', but then it'd be shit if I didn't peep
All these millions, it ain't no slippin' and only the strong survive and niggas know I ain't weak
Nigga, take somethin' from me, then I ain't meek
I'm puttin' steppers on them Ms. You niggas crackin' shit for free
And I even depend on them, I got some leather shit on me
Thirty-shot, mm-mm, one in the top, mm-mm
'Bout my life, just send them SRTs and they go vroom, vroom
My youngin' in his feelings, off them Xans, don't know what he goin' through
I watch him load his drum up to ceiling, he said he on you
So hangin' out in the late night ain't no small move

When you chasin' paper, ain't no navigation to the money (ain't no navigation), yeah
You niggas be chasin' bitches, I chase dreams, shit, you don't really want it (you don't really want it), you don't
When I was broke, it was all love
When I got rich, niggas start lookin' for me
Brand new Ghost, thought niggas was lookin' for me
Comin' through, no tint up on me
My heart had first got cold when I had seen niggas start switchin' on me
Comin' through in the Rolls, I got that switchy on me
Skinny or you swole, you ain't my bro, it ain't no swingin' on me
If it was my bro, it ain't no– mm
I came with them poles and Lord knows that we'll ring it on 'em (grr)
Like a bitch you think you cheatin' on
You real? Then why you speakin' on it?

If you look deep in my eyes, you see the love
If I look deep in your eyes, I see the hate