Just My Imagination

(альбом: The High Life - 2009)

Wake up in my king size bed
Girls all around me, eyes all red (All red)
The true life of a player kid
It's nice to wake up to a naked bitch (Uh-huh)
Got the finest clothes, diamonds, hoes
Going to sleep on a pile of dough
Lacoste, Phantoms, yards, mansions
Piff in the cannons, house in the Hamptons (Living it up)
Big parties every night
This is the life of the paradise
My main man Twista told 'em right
I make 'em celebrities overnight (Overnight)
Grammys, Oscars, starring in movies
Got a pool house, four cars, and Jacuzzis (What?)
On my way up, getting my cake up (Uh-huh)
Wake up!

It was just my imagination
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away

I got groupies who got groupies
And I buy a new car every two weeks (Two weeks)
My chain got diamonds in it
And my whip got a diamond finish (Aha)
Got the MTV j-j-jam of the week (Jam of the week)
Sign autographs when I stand in the street (Uh-huh)
Plus I been all over BET, Columbia Records and D.T.P. (D.T.P.)
Both want me to sign to their label
Plus I got my own channel on cable (Haha)
Always fresh, court-side, best view (View)
Kanye West and beats from The Neptunes (Neptunes)
Stacking cream, magazines
Kids dressed like me on Halloween
They loving my mixtapes, money like Bill Gates
I'm on top and it feels great (Feels great)

It was just my imagination
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away

It's truly a dream come true