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)