Wake up in my king size bed

Girls all around me

Eyes all red

The true life of a player kid

It's nice to wake up to a naked bitch

Got the finest clothes, diamond toes

Goin to sleep on a pile of dough

Liquers, phantoms, yards, mansions

Piff in the cannons

House in the hamptons

(Livin it up)

Big parties every night

This is the life of the paradise

My main man twist done told'em right

I make'em celebrities over night

Grammys, oscars, starin in movies

Gotta pool house, 4 cars, and jacuzzis

On my way up, gettin my cake up

Wake up



It was just my imagination,

Runnin away with me

It was just my imagination

Runnin away



I got groupies, who got groupies

An I buy a new car every two weeks

My chain got diamonds in it

And my whip got a diamond finish

Got the mtv j-j-jam of the week

Sign autographs when I stand in the street

Plus I been all over B.E.T.

Columbia records, and D.T.P.

Both want me to sign to their label

Plus I got my own channel on cable

Always fresh courtside, best view

Kanye west and beats from the neptunes

Stackin cream, magazines

Kids dressed like me on halloween

They lovin my mixtapes

Money like bill gates

I'm on top and it feels great



It was just my imagination,

Runnin away with me

It was just my imagination

Runnin away