Fuck a bitch, I love my kids, they grandmama, and they mama
Don't care about no followers
I made my first million way before I made it big
I made my second million way before I made my kids
My third and fourth million, I made 'em the same night
My fifth million, made 'em when they platinumed "Heart on Ice"
On the phone with the lawyer talkin' 'bout my next five (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Look, if I could make ten, then I can make a hunnid
Then I can make a billion, we turned nothing into something, yeah
The youngest out my city but the dumbest out my city (Out my city)
Youngin' ran up some millies, ain't have to dickride to get it
And I still fuck with Gates but sometimes I'm in my feelings
I know that it's been a minute, I hope your heart finish healing
It was a long, long, dark road
But still he got so far to go
