| When I look back at my life | 
| I see myself smilin' | 
| I see myself shinin' | 
| I see you and me | 
| When I look back at my life | 
| I don’t wanna have to think twice | 
| No regrets, no regrets, nigga | 
| Private jets, private jets nigga | 
| They waitin' on me | 
| I know they are | 
| My momma always told me that I’d make it far | 
| Far as I wanna go, gotta keep my mind focused | 
| Gotta reinvent myself, gotta keep my eyes open | 
| Gotta keep up with good health | 
| I gotta do it big | 
| They say I’m way too fuckin' talented to ever quit | 
| I’m the shit, but I ain’t shit that’s why I’m humble | 
| And watchin' wack niggas eatin' only make me hungry | 
| I’m a low key, Mowgli, ruler of the jungle | 
| On some OG dro weed cloud we sittin' under, huh | 
| At the top, only god could be above it | 
| Runnin' out the holy field, touchdown muthafucka | 
| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars | 
| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars | 
| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars | 
| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars | 
| I’m hopin' I open minds with spoken lines | 
| If not that’s Gucci cause we smokin pines, we dreamin' nigga | 
| Muthafuck yo image nigga I just wanna rap bitch | 
| I’m just tryna blow up, let a nigga fuck a actress | 
| I just want my niggas, who ain’t had shit to have shit | 
| Let em live good, just to balance out the bad shit | 
| Back in the day, they was bangin' where my granny stay | 
| I swore on everything, that’s changin' after Grammy day | 
| But fuck a chain, I rearranged how I’m viewin' shit | 
| Tuck your chain, pay homage to the crew and shit | 
| Whatcha doin? | 
| Shit, huh? | 
| Same shit I always say | 
| Prayin' people hatin' or doubtin' about me fall away | 
| I spit cold, til my lips froze, Schizo | 
| Me and myself, better than your whole clique so stand | 
| Sit, shit I give a fuck, stand | 
| Lay down sleepin on me, but a nigga’s home like french man | 
| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars | 
| In due time, I will shine, bright as the stars | 
| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars | 
| Brighter than the stars, brighter than the stars | 
| Yessir, yeah, yeah, yessir | 
| Shine on em x3 | 
| Shine, Shine | 
| Stars bright in my earlobes | 
| She know I’m worth it | 
| She know I’m shinin' | 
| She light one, she pour one | 
| Im sober and that’s perfect timin' | 
| I’m stressed out, not high, I need green, I’m Popeye | 
| I need a girl, who don’t think, and I hope she not camera shy | 
| Chi city, primetime | 
| Got me glowin' like a diamond in the nighttime | 
| Feelin' fresh, smokin' weed | 
| Blue stars, green money, purple trees | 
| Chi city, primetime | 
| Nigga glowin' like a diamond in the nighttime | 
| Feelin fresh, smoking weed | 
| Blue stars, green money, purple trees | 
| Brighter than the stars x4 | 
| Bright as the stars x4 |