I know you've been gone, gone, gone But are you missing me? I know you're missing me And hey, hey, hey It's been so long so you've gone away One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone (But are you missing me?) Looking down on my phone, see another

Hey, hey, I want to be a rock star And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars In the VIP with the movie stars Every

All because I'm the lead singer of my band These chicks don't even know the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands 'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man I don't know dude I think everyone's all jealous and shit

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh

For the rest of my life Na na hey, oh If you live for somethin' You're not alone my friend So fill up your cup and lift your lighter A toast to life That's somewhere to go, but the world is moving slow I was born for the fast life I go for broke, a

It's alright, it's alright Told you once about your friends And neighbors They were always seeking But they'll never find it Where to go and where to see It's always been this way And it can never be Give it all and ask for no return

They know, but they’ll never know why It’s a short fucking movie, man I’m going to try and take it slow I’m paying for my mistake That’s okay? I don’t mind a little pain It’s a short fucking movie man I know I’m going to try and take it slow

I am the streets, the future I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future They gettin' money, they makin' hit records, they hustlin' Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em, he just told me kill 'em Hundred for the Beamer, Kudos

Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded You know my pockets loaded You know my diamonds frozen You know my My diamonds, they frozen Ooh, pockets loaded Diamond chain, they glowing And they showing Money on my thoughts