Lyrics:
complete I'm chasin big dreams got no time for beef I just been flossing got gold in my teeth been through a lot so I spark up the reef I'm makin my way
street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle
Catch it and why Hollywood
I keep it by my belt
Ain't have a dollar to my name, you don't know how I felt
So how the fuck could niggas judge me when you ain't never love me?
to the nines
I ain't seen him in a while tell pops I'm doing fine
Got a dollar and a dream real potent shit serve a scholar and a fiend
Want a mansion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Big pimping, spending cheese
Spent my last dollar on some fucking
baby get your dream on.
When they finally wake they'll be like wait he got his team on?
I'm just tryna Malcolm Xs these hoes by any means dog.
Can't you
a look in the mirror at G in front of me
Difference between havin' dreams and bein' a wannabe
And livin' comfortably
I took my dreams and made 'em
fan.
Keys: Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I feel it.
Mitch Maserati: Nah'm sayin', if I'm listening to some new cats, I,
I wanna listen to my man J.C.
Keys: Thats
fan.
Keys: Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I feel it.
Mitch Maserati: Nah'm sayin', if I'm listening to some new cats, I,
I wanna listen to my man J.C.
Keys: Thats
I make no apologies for it
Now I'm enriched being chauffeured in something foreign
Turned my dreams to a fortune by packaging street decorum
wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin on hoe's answerin machine, uhh
True baller, bitch page might call
I see im stronger than even i realize
I did this myself
By myself and i felt pain from physical to heart break
U know that shit that
Make u think
thankin J Cole
Rappin like you that’s the main goal
Money won’t get a slight hold on my soul
Left on my own
No friends I’m alone
I’m back on my shit
Ain’t
dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton,
vibing all day
Getting high sipping on Bombay
By the bay with your bae
While she giving me top
WHILE I PLAY E&J AND SHE SUCKING MY COCKK
I've been Vibing
Motherfucker this the T Town Anthem
Better go and get your motherfucking hands up
J-O-J in this bitch
New name new shit I aint look back since Uh
My
Send'em up
Blue plate special with the blue paint drippin'
Carolina blue j's on my feet
And I ain't trippin' dippin' one deep
Fuck it two matter fact
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
soul into an album, felt no one else could bite it
Dreams for dollar signs replaced by thoughts of being godly, iris
But my iris couldn't take the signs,
an Uncle Tom
Now, them crackers snatchin' black cats by they tongue
For the cheese, rats creepin' on yo' T.V. Screen, sellin' you dreams
Granny buyin'
the beautiful round up in the sky
I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's at cock
I'll be carrying out bodies stiff as a rock
Carrying out a million dollars in my
the beautiful round up in the sky
I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's at cock
I'll be carrying out bodies stiff as a rock
Carrying out a million dollars in my
with Nat King's aesthetic
Half dream, half machine with a black queen's
Get naked for a dollar from a scholar like me
Not at all bothered by what
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