I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her

Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

'Cause even then I was infatuated with just sitting at the top And I don't owe nobody in the world no favors I started from the basement, made it to the skyscrapers I'm a successful nigga, I got shit going on I'm a successful Don, I got shit going on I

London calls me a stranger I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two Can't control what I'm into