I want to be a trillionaire, I want to hop out the lambo in drawls made from the skin of slayed dragons, I want to purposely build a habibi corner store in whatever gated community i live in (and he’s still gonna have the bulletproof window), I want to buy a loosey with a $100 bill, I want to invest money in developing the first bulletproof durag, I want to fly Amerie from where ever she’s at to my house every night at 11 PM to sing me to sleep, I want a customized alarm clock that says “you are the realest nigga up right now” every morning at 7am, I want Alicia Keys breast milk at my doorstep every morning so I could eat my cereal, I want Memphis Bleek to take his fitted off every time he steps in my crib, I want to take a picture in front of the pyramids in Egypt with 2 bitches clippin my toe nails one on each foot, I want a lot of shit, and I need to get this money tho.