NeverEnding Story II

Yeah,

That Dior calling my name everyday, I'm 'bout to answer that bih'

Too much for a shirt, Momma'd be mad at me

Surround myself with dollars and nothing else, but the family

No room in the house, we was in the flats like Stanley

Put us in the hills, Barbados good for a plan B

I don't even wanna' do the show if it ain't a stampede

They say, "boy that's not how it goes," they ain't understand me

Texas boy, in my own bubble, I feel like Sandy

504 in the making

Pissy hallways, I was in that classroom stanky

I don't know the model, put premium in the engine