They say that all I rap about is Bathing Ape and smoking weed
But last year, man, that shit was just a dream for me
And all these rappers act like this just dont mean shit to me
But understand that I appreciate what I achieve
Headed to the coast, I propose a toast
Got gorillas on my coat, just might pull up in the ghost
With them butterfly doors going way up
Asking bout a feature, little boy, you better pay up, straight up
No, I aint look up to nobody
I aint in the club cause Im a home-body, ooh
Im just smokin, watching Netflix
Go get you some money, boy, stop crying bout your ex-bitch
And if its meant to be then let it happen, ay
Diamonds on me dancing, yeah I feel like Michael Jackson
If you headed home from work, stuck in five oclock traffic
Just remember, Im the proof that if you want it, you can have it, ay
And they say, Oli, you deserve it
I crack that Cigarillo then Im rollin up that purple
They sleepin on your boy, I think they sippin too much syrup
While you was getting faded, homie I was out here working, yah, yah, yah
Cause things gon change and nothing gold can stay
Im back to my old ways, thats Henny with Bombay
You know it, Im always gon be here for my mates
Tomorrows another day so tonight we gon celebrate
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future