[Verse 1] Sleeping at the top, nightmares of the bottom Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses We in in the same picture but we all got different poses I'm looking in my rearview, I see the world in it I try to slow down, but I get rear ended PAUSE! Like a red light, I'm dead right! Highway to Heaven, God do you see my headlights? They say you don't know what you're doing till you stop doing it Well call me clueless cause I do this Attention all shooters, I'm a shooting star Life is a course and I'mma shoot for Par I'm searching for today instead I found tomorrow And I put that shit right back like I'll see when I find tomorrow Young Money CMR, Blood like a scar Weezy F baby and the F ain't for flaw