Lookin in the mirror

Young chang, run it, straight cash

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, watcha said yeah, yeah

Looking in a mirror, talking to my mind, I won't play myself

I was down in the dirt, aint need your help, I don't need your weed, I'll match myself

Didn't need your cash, didn't need your credit, I'm into that money, that shit is my fetish

I been stacking up this power for some season

I ain't playing games, I'm balling for a reason

And the way my life been going, I been feeling like I'm dreaming

I been Hanging with some cut-throat niggas they'll hang you for treason

I'm just wondering where this scene end, I'm just wondering where is the end