They tryna be like me They tryna steal the steeze They tryna be like us But they'll never get there, trust All of their shit's a bluff All of them got no hustle All of my gang apostles Trappin' out fiends in castles I know you're regretting some choices I know you've been hearin' them voices Meanwhile, I've been doin' invoices Fish that I can't name on the plate with some oysters Name of the brand embroidered I'll say it, I'm feelin' important Spent too many days bein' dormant Didn't go out nowhere without bein' escortedmore