Woah, woah

(Hit-Boy)

I became exactly what I wanted to (wanted to)

I became a millionaire at 22 (22)

Telling girls I love ′em and they love me too (ooh)

I don't question if they mean it ′cause I know they do

Started being me when I realized it was okay to

Middle school bumping Waka Flocka, "O Let's Do It"

First album and I know just how it's gon debut

Track three is where I tell her we gon rendezvous

I′m signed to the gatekeepers

Don′t believe the gossip 'cause it ain′t true

Half of the dreams I had already came true

And they never told me anything I couldn't do

I got a mirror in my room I like to look into

At 17, I never thought that I would look this cute (woo)

Classmates can′t believe the place I took it to

If I didn't rap then I would be a good masseuse

Fun fact, but it′s a hidden talent, 'cause she rubbing my back (back)

All these different cities, I'm becoming sidetracked (ah)

She leaving my hotel wearing something I packed

My wardrobe′s spread across the whole map (whole map)

JWise used to book me for the open mics

Kills me when they act like this was overnight

Like we didn′t do a tour in a tiny van (mmh)

Eight deep at the show, it might be eight fans (mmh)

That builds character, something y'all could probably use more of

If I told the truth to her, I know she′d be tore up

They love it when I rap and I don't even put a chorus

Turkey on ciabatta from the deli, shout to Morris

30 grand to show up, we might as well pour up

Fake handshakes, we know you ain′t going for us (ooh)

It's something ′bout your aura

I know

(Yeah, that's it)

(Ah, ah)