[Verse 1]
Reliving the great moments like a flashback
I'm running through these obstacles like I was a running back
I get a lot of paper, so that is why my pockets fat
I think of riding in that ghost, all black
Convertibles where the tops all back
They hating, but I don't care, them critics whack
I'm doing me, so that means I'm banging like this track
I'm bout to make it rain on marry Poppins and her friends
I'm starting big things, call Lamont Lawrence the trend
My name gonna click to these critics like a pen
All I plan to do is win
Until tomorrow when I do it all again
Swag on fire, so it is time to begin
Now a days they cold like a breeze in the wind
[Hook]
We got dreams in our pocket, and a dollar in our hand so
Fine girls walking around this thing, tell us are we wrong?
Almost twenty years, we in this thing, we going in hard as stone
And we got them thinking we been going 16 years strong
We in this thing, yeah we in this thing
We got a section full of critics and they barely speak english
I'm want this forever man, all day everyday until the end, yeah we in