Imagination Quadeca

[Intro]
I love you, Paris

[Chorus]
When I was eight, yeah, huh, I wanted a Wraith, yeah, huh
But I had to hide in my imagination
Back in the day, huh, huh, I wanted a name, yeah
But I was too shy, I knew I'd never take it, huh
I had a dream, yeah, that I got a mill’ streams, yeah
And now that’s shit's mine, I guess I really changed it, huh (For real)
No Post Malone (No), but I did it on my own (Yeah)
And now it’s so high, they like "Congratulations", huh (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Back then, I imagined it
Now it’s happening, like, "What’s happening?"
All odds were against me
Like Croatia, and I’m Rakitić
Started off with a camera
'Cause nobody else saw the picture, huh (Yeah)
Times'd my earning by thirteen
Gave my bank account a Bar Mitzvah, huh
Now they know that I’m back up and I’m on call
They been throwing shade, but I treat it like some dodgeball
They say I’m a trip, but you trippin', I do not fall
Always on the outside, always been a oddball
Now it looks like I'm the one who making all the shot calls
Now it's like they lookin' up to me, but I am not tall
'Member I would pull to the mall, but I could not ball
Walkin' up to class, I knew I was in the wrong halls
Yeah