Ferrari Dreaming

Ferrari Dreaming I can hardly conceal it
Doing 85 in my Dad’s Prius
They try and teach us to be leaders Never think we’d be leaving
To lead them
So they undermine the achievements
But I be under mining, That’s why I’m coming with diamonds
And rhyming like I ain’t got nothing better to do with my time
Why lie?
Just one line could change it all
So I spit about a million to help my odds
Uh, stand and applaud to that
Like I’m the reason they be screaming ‘bout me breathing on these beats
And it’s that fast life with no caution, obnoxious, hold on
That car’s sick so I’m car sick, nauseous, hold on
But test a poser in a Testarossa
And get your hands high, high like they was less than sober
Yeah, touch the sky like Mr. West had showed us
‘Cause my ambitions like three hundred ninety horses, yours ‘s electric motors
They told me keep my composure, Said that my odds were like poker, joker, I’m hotter than solar
But still I’m colder than polar, hold on
Nah it ain’t over
Til I rock it like Hova and make the next Lisa, Mona
Nova, I told them I’m the new Caesar, King of Roma
Smell the aroma, that’s success ain’t it potent
And this the moment I own it, flip the ignition and floor it
Stick to the script, oh I wrote it, I’ll see you dudes at Daytona