Lyrics:

I love you baby
More than you'll ever know

Now picture us living no pro'lems
Priceless, cheering, no parties, hardly

I can see you bad about it, I'm wid it
I smoke a lot of shit, we hit it, she up and out the shit
We get it, we talking dollars
No prodigy bout pessimist tires
On one of those Bentleys that go home
Driving, we empty out a blunt and get busy
Is it really what we dream of
Took you out the hood, help you clean up
But I loves me a pretty red mean but
Using my middle cut fingers
Now you ignoring what you dream us?