Catch me cruisin' on the 401 in the beamer First wire to my bank account, I couldn't believe it Mad that 'cause I'm always moving loose with the Visa I mean, you'd live it single too if you was Kahdijah Hothead, but I still could keep it cool as a freezer Sowing seeds, I'm just interested in moving the needle Fuck the fame, I'm just interested in moving the people You would understand if you was a leader Nigga, they try to muddy my journey like I ain't been consistent I made it this far by releasing all of my inhibition The sky is the limit Fuck it, I'ma find me a pilot that knows how to fly past all the critics If I said it, I said it, and said it, and meant it, so fuck the linguistics Had to step into this rap shit 'cause something was missing Found some contacts, now niggas gon' fuck with the vision Before all this, a nigga was living 'Cause, yo Your homie been a star Way before the billboards and the bigger cars Way before they started calling hitta sick I was on the Gardiner, I was on the strip Before all the singles, before all the lights I knew it would happen and it all aligned I knew it would happen and it all aligned Before the bigger cars Your homie been a star I been a star since I was riding three-wheeled bikes Yeah, Dij been nice Took a while to see these nights And be that star Tape after tape, I spit 'em out like VCRs Numbers were tight, but look at me, I beat these odds Afraid of my type, I guess that's why they keep me far Away from the light, they tryna fight to keep me dark But I'll be alright, I follow steps like DDR I'm keeping it tight, so best believe in the hype And I keep it a hundred stacks You'd think I spun records on the deck the way I run it back My girl love them tree, she hit that shit just like a lumberjack They tell me be cautious with my money, where's the fun in that? I know it keep coming back I done fell in love with rap Toxic situation 'cause the industry's so fucking whack I'm still never dated, understand that there's some luck in that Your homie been a star Way before the billboards and the bigger cars Way before they started calling hitta sick I was on the Gardiner, I was on the strip Before all the singles, before all the lights I knew it would happen and it all aligned I knew it would happen and it all aligned Before the bigger cars Your homie been a star