9 Figure Dreams

I’ve never tried to bite the hand that put food on my plate

I don’t fuck with many people cos they’re usually fake

If I told you how I beat the odds then you’d be amazed

I’m used to making money in the stupidest ways

Paid the price to live the life, I’ll let you keep the change

God saving me, I’m sinning, so I do feel ashamed

Your friends ain’t your friends if they let you be a stain

More Ws than Ls, and the proofs in my name

My next step is tryna live my best life sober

Open doors, but my occupation isn’t chauffeur

I’m in Knightsbridge, fucking up the bag

Used to want 100 racks until I made that like ten times over

If I had one wish I’d probably understand my dad more

Can’t afford to lack, so I gotta close the back door

Had another wish I’d probably make my mum cry less

I’ll love you from afar, but that’s a bitter pill to digest

I got more people in my life that were good for me than bad, G

I got blood relatives I don’t consider family

Hit all of my old goals, now I need new ones

“F when you bringing out the belly”, tell ‘em "Soon come"

First edition branded, they should make me an ambassador

Last week was NZ, this week its Canada

And does it look like I need deals my friend?

The old me just wants to hit a Cbills again

Pressure burst pipes, but it’s also making diamonds my G

Of course we’re gonna win bro, when I’m in the team

I ain’t seen gang, they think I left my peeps on the road

Must be tripping if you think that I got beef with my bro

I don’t tell people shit unless I need them to know

I still rock the same shades from three seasons ago

And my cut-off game sick, “Whys that?”

Cos when people act up, I don’t bother, I just leave them alone

Pray before I leave home, my head hits that mat when I need hope

I’m humble with this money cos I’ve been broke

Dry sift five Gs, 90 pound of clean smoke

Diseased heart but a clean soul

I got 9 figure dreams, what the fuck is an M?

I can’t talk about some things that I’ve done with my friends

I drop, then I go missing, then I come through again

This ain’t music that you’re used to, it just makes you wanna spend

But make sure you save for that rainy day

Done some hot shit, I went on deed poll to change my name

I just popped some magic in that card, now I’m David Blaine

They tell me I changed, but who works hard to stay the same?

Sometimes I put down all these drugs, try and face my pain

I manage things when shit goes left, and I ain’t complain

Build this shit up from the ground, now I own the major stake

Substance in my music, there’s a message they can take away

In my music, there's a message they can take away