We JusT Wanna Be Amazin - Trinidad Jame$, Madalen Duke, Brother Joe

I remember my first hustle, and my first gold grill

My first chopper, my first pager, my first didgi scaile

My first fans, my first haters, my first cliantell

My first case, my first lawyer, my first day in jail

I remember my first plate, like it was yesterday

Half an alnce, like it was at the top, although I was at the bottom, man

Get your bike, get your blades, goin through the city, I feel like Ronny White

White whip, white seats, white fendy for all my bitches

Hennisey for all my niggas, swisher sweets for backwards niggas

Old school paper, I’m a savage, in this polo, had to grab it

Got them shorts, expencive fassion

Two hands up for Don C, two hands up to Don C

Two thousand on gold teath

Cause it help with the flex, pop a Perkasit help with the sex

Pause, that was a flex

Marjella madnis, I’m fresh as a brick

YSL skin, I’m fresh as a bitch

Buyin designer, I’m feelin the best

Trip in this Lambo, and trip on the Benz

I feel amazin, I feel amazin

I ride what I want, drive what I want

I fly as high as I want, as high as I want

I feel amazin, I feel amazin

I do what I want, scrue who I want

I cook crack when I want, cook crack when I want

I feel amazin, I feel amazin