I'm nothin' much more Than this life seems to give me Got a mind full of vision All these thoughts tryna kick 'em down Is it love or a gimmick? If I go, would you miss me? 'Cause I don't even know if I would miss myself right now Never sober, call my shotta Tell her meet me 'round the block, ah All my people smoke like Rastas Realest, I don't do no impostors Circle tight like we mobsters Fuck you if I know I can't trust ya If I do, then I got ya Oh, I really do But nothing in this world just comes for free Wishing that money really grew on fuckin' trees Like nothin', I be having all these different dreams 'Cause I'm naive and not where I wanna be Oh, see I'm nothin' much more Than this life seems to give me Got a mind full of vision All these thoughts tryna kick 'em down Is it love or a gimmick? If I go, would you miss me? 'Cause I don't even know if I would miss myself right now