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But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"

Dreams Worth More Than Money

Wir sind Phantoms
Phantom, Pain, Phantom, Phantoms
Phantom, Deetox Vengeance

Junge, wir sind Hustler, work hard
(Work hard) , train hard (Train

.... , I'm hood rich with 30 carats in my earrings
Fifty rounds Glock 40 .... try me and if I pull this ... and start shooting someone dying Draco got my

inside my amiris 
Niggah , I'm hood rich with 30 carats in my earrings
Fifty rounds Glock 40 niggah try me and if I pull this bitch and start shooting

what I found less
I got some hitters around me
Product of living in projects
What is the difference If I'm next
Chill but I'm really a live threat
Good

nobody else village
Except my own
I’m dismissive , angry
Aware that I’m lost

I hope bearing yo cross
Paying yo tithes
Planting yo seeds
Forever grateful

Uh , yea yea okay
One five in this nigga
G5 in this
Soul Projects, word

I’m from Toronto’s most notorious intersection
Where niggas throw bullets

Um, what would you say to the young kid who just released this project and is trying to
make it out there
"I mean, do the right thing
Don't, don't

your industrial life, life, life, life
But I do want the land & I want all the finances
But I ain't tryna fancy dance for it, I mean
I can sing 
But that

was all in
Product of the hustle ur city where we come tourin
Me and Project Jitt back to back expensive foreigns
Me in E class hit the gas

the projects
Moms from the slums too 
Still working the process 
Tryna drive fucking coupe

Hunnid of the late night 
Sessions wit me and logic 
Tryna get

my money right
(yeah) , stacking and investing
Took my momma out the fucking projects (yeah)
Grinding everyday, I'm showing love
But I don't owe her

(Ayy)
What? We off the grid, grid, grid, grid

I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)
Got tats on my ribs
(Ah) , tattoos on my ribs (What?)
I just

true fact, can't slow it down, I'm on the fast track, Wake up in the morning, first thought is where my cash at

Project, baby, I was born on some street

beg y'all stop it 

Almost , close but no cigar
Like the Lawnmower Man with busted VR
Confusing the real with a pretty nice knockoff
Robots whole noggin

nigga welfare ah kick in
If we had mo doctors lawyers businesses to employ us
We would dream often, be further , and make better choices,
Instead I look

and a Mac
You can ask about us, fuck around and get clapped

We the same young niggas from the projects with the crack
Same young niggas that'll shoot you,

product of such
cnd suffering built my resilience
I'm sorry I went cold on you
You're sorry that you said things that you can't take back
Well that's life

real,
We coping the choppas we flipping the product, we moved out the projects
You niggas be coping a deal, you is not real,
stabbing your body you niggas

the better, that's that yaya

Ima Product of what made me, a project the jaded
I came from out the hated, now my status elevated
Smoking more to pack the pain

product of our environment
It keeps on escalating
My mama taught me right from wrong, there was no real debating
Knew my fake friends from the real ones

Karma coming , not for this kid
No python I'm written mystic

Esoteric speak my pieces
If you get it then you feel it
If you miss it don't come near it
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