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So just, hear me out
Hypothetically fuckin'
Hypothetically
So, let's just imagine for a second
This is all hypothetical, okay
Let's let's pretend that the sauce takes off
My music shit takes off
Yeah
I end up, I end up a fucking millionaire, okay
There are things in the back of my mind
That I have wanted to do for so long
Put half of it in an account that you can't touch
A financial advisor
No, that's beyond all that beyond I wanna
I'm talking about having so much money
That you can't even count it
That's what I'm talking about
Okay? I'm not talking about, oh, invest
I'm talking about, I have so much money that
I can't even spend it
Like, I can't even spend it all in a lifetime
I'm going to have an absurd amount of money
Hypothetically. Imagine.
That's it, that's all I'm saying
This is dreaming, dreaming
I got beats like birthdays, I'm cakewalking
I got emcees playin' me, they stalking
Out rap me, I spit more than eight faucets
They talkin. God damn it, I hate bloggers
Internet journalists are concerned with this
This bein' my caliber, how I earn my hits
Maybe that's why I'm first to spit
Maybe that's why I hit verses
Without burning spliffs, huh
Maybe that's why I'm iller
Maybe that's why I'm the rap beat killer
Maybe that's why I spend days, weeks
Months on a dream
Maybe that's why Wu-Tang said cream
Maybe that's why I'm surrounded by fiends
Maybe I'm a hypocrite. It's in my genes
They calling me a prick.
There's a bigger one in my jeans
Y'all can suck it, put it on Orleans
I'm dreamin'
Off a lil' Buddha
Off a lil Vodka
Real is how I keep it
But sometimes, sometimes
I can't help but pinch myself