Reflecting

(30, you a fool for this one)

Sittin' back, reminiscin' on my past

I'm focusin' on the money, reflectin' on my accomplishments

Knocked me down, I got right back up and laughed

I know that I made 'em mad

Showed these folks I done done this shit

Counted me out and I know they wasn't in my favor

But I had to pick up my phone and call

Baby like, "What the fuck is goin' wrong?"

Tell me like, "What the fuck did I do wrong?"

Gave you my all, babe, no question

Mama told me when I was little, "You gotta get it how you live"

Man, that ocean view out front, you know it complement the crib

I can't smell none of my money, put it up in vacuum seal

Doin' the dash in the Bentley, tryna get home to the kids

Quarter milli Bentley, parked that in the middle of the six

Quarter milli worth of jewelry, that's two chains by my wrist

That old school was lookin' silly, threw some thangs on that bitch

Paint wet, Migo did it, ain't no stain on that bitch

And I'm on that paper like your date and name on that bitch

When that money start gettin' low, they get to changin' and shit

I didn't know I would be successful, now I'm famous and shit

Umbrella for the pain, I can't get no rain on these kicks

They blackballin' ****, I don't want my name on that list

Fuck the problem, I don't got time to explain to no ****

Droppin' bombs on a fuck **** head if he scared

No need to repeat it, 'cause I said what I said

Sittin' back, reminiscin' on my past

I'm focusin' on the money, reflectin' on my accomplishments

Knocked me down, I got right back up and laughed

I know that I made 'em mad

Showed these folks I done done this shit

Counted me out and I know they wasn't in my favor

But I had to pick up my phone and call

Baby like, "What the fuck is goin' wrong?"

Tell me like, "What the fuck did I do wrong?"

Gave you my all, babe, no question

Million dollar dreams, it ain't hard to understand when I'm talkin'

I can't tell another lie when I got my hand on that bible

Count it up, we're on a plane with two hands, windows down

We just flew in from Japan, couldn't understand what they were talkin'

Fishtailin' out the club, boy, my tires burnin' rubber

State to state, I'm catchin' bags, I can't get tired of this hustle

And if we start goin' broke, yeah, that's a sign we in trouble

Come at my money and don't waste time, 'cause I know mine ain't

I done come a long way from my mama basement (Basement)

Made a couple million, caught some cases (Cases)

Spray your **** like we do that fragrance (Fragrance)

Yesterday, Ferrari, but today, Benz (Nah, ****)

Money, that the only thing that make sense (Talk, ****)

Why would I put in twenty to make ten? (Fuck it, ****)

Cut off all ties and relations (Call me, ****)

Roll up all my problems, now I face it (Rich Homie, baby)

Sittin' back, reminiscin' on my past

I'm focusin' on the money, reflectin' on my accomplishments

Knocked me down, I got right back up and laughed

I know that I made 'em mad

Showed these folks I done done this shit

Counted me out and I know they wasn't in my favor

But I had to pick up my phone and call

Baby like, "What the fuck is goin' wrong?"

Tell me like, "What the fuck did I do wrong?"

Gave you my all, babe, no question