STOP PLAYIN'

9 miles in the sky, I'm watchin' the sunrise

From a plane to a plane, they talkin' connected flights

Talkin' to plane, Jane on my wrist and it's bright

Had to travel to the Arctic just to get to the ice

Don't mention the price, street niggas never mention they life

All black and the white whippin', look like pepper and rice

I pull strings like an orchestra, my symphony's nice

Now celebration, normal weekends look like similar nights

How could they pass us? We took whatever we didn't get a chance to ask for

Champagne when I'm thirsty, fill that glass up