Before the Fame

(Aye) Somehow, I keep getting older (Older) My friends in Benz's now, the dream was the Toyota And I feel like rich now (Rich now) I hope nobody switch out (Aye) At this time, Sheri needs her folders See, I work this nine to five, but I feel I'm getting closer I feel like I'm rich now I could take anyone bitch now (Aye) Just graduated in Atlanta, I'ma roller Hop out the Burban, catch the pic, I'm getting closer Whips and chains, you see the culture Bots and bitches are the same, show no emotion (Aye) I hope my friends don't think I'm folding I trade my free time for this life that been chosen And I feel like I'm rich now I could buy my mom a whip now (Whoa) How this sound Turned my life around I done made it this far (Aye) Ain't sell a pound Know my momma proud Nigga how this shit sound I'm the talk of the town I'ma let this shit blow (Hmm, hmm) (Aye, uh) Trips with women, they used to diss me Tennessee, she bad, but she leaving me for this nigga (I, oh) Shit ain't been the same, I'm still healing So Palm Angel fits till i die, I'ma Christian I can park my shit beside a Bentley Five percent tint, nigga who the fuck in it (Huh) Tell me who the fuck in it (Aye, uh) Somehow, I keep getting older (Older) My friends in Benz's now, the dream was the Toyota And I feel like rich now (Rich now) I hope nobody switch out (Aye) At this time, Sheri needs her folders See, I work this nine to five, but I feel I'm getting closer I feel like I'm rich now I can buy my mom a whip now (Whoa)