And they all lived happily ever after, and they all lived happily, and they all lived, and they all, grew up You can find me in the darkness Layin' tracks just like a railroad, Oswald, Versace, Vivian, you get the message I design them beats like Alexandre's thread, them dresses, ah I'll be workin' on a Sunday Mama told me that's a God day I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket God bless the sinner, no rest for the wicked, ah Man, they can't tell me nothin' *** yeah, I've been on my grind, yeah Kanye West, they can't tell me nothin' Paid my dues and I did my time, yeah, yes, I did Now I sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry Wonderin' when this feather gon' take me right back up to the sky Cause it's been too long Paintin' this picture, watchin' paint dry I'm the producer Watchin' these Spielbergs fly All these goslings With Hollywood smiles And I'm just the producer Tryna make a headline I've been livin' with the phantom He be holdin' me for ransom Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hopin' and a-wishin' Money and the power, they don't come without ambition, ah Mother, hide those baby pictures, ah I was destined for some *** But now I'm lookin' at the cuckoo clock I'm countin' all them digits Made some plans with life But now he's actin' like a bitch, ah Sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry Wonderin' when the father up in heaven gon' give me my piece of the pie Cause it's been too long