Come On In

Dreaming of a place that's a couple miles away I can see it through my telescope Never wanna pray cause my flow is godly anyways Soaking up the rays, but you know I never let 'em go Ain't no hold on me, cause I don't know what the f*ck I wanna be Never keep the pain never let it show Bitches wanna play with me, and lil baby play the keys I'm the greatest you can see cannot wait to blow up I'm just rapping in my bag like I wear the number twenty three Everybody jumping on my dick like it's the money tree I know every hating motherfucker wanna come for me If I ride with Chanel, that mean it's the double C I confide in the homies, that want everything to be I reprise for my sins, ain't no fucking with belief I got dreams that I'm rapping on a stage Whether Tennessee or France, then I know it's Cest La Vie In Tulum while on tour, tell them hoes to Ven Aqui I got dreams of a superstar, pad in Tel Aviv I got leaves in the bowl, but ya boy ain't spitting tea Light a fire to the bowl, cause that smoking bittersweet ay I could make a bad bitch wanna cook me dinner Watch me pull up to the spot, twenty two's and they spinning Like a washer on the spin cycle, get your thirty cents I was clean w the writtens, cryptic so they make no sense