Faith

I'm rising in this game and it feels great

Still tryna keep it real, **** still fake

Been off the label all year, **** still ate

Drop the marathon in December, **** still late (Still late)

I'm so impatient, but I still wait

I still show love when I feel hate

On a scale of one to ten, I need a high heel eight

Or better, blowin' this cheddar like I'm Bill Gates

Whatever

I'm in this wind 'til the movie ends

Smokin' California, eatin' Peruvian

Out on Miami beach, my **** a few of 'em

Dressed like Beverley Hills, the bitches we usually with

But wishin' on a star **** took it far

And if I lost it all tomorrow, I wouldn't trip at all

They say I'm crazy when I say it

But the fear of fallin off is the only thing that can take your faith