Dreams

[Intro]
(Shut up, Lino, shut up)

[Verse]
Real roadrunner, I run up the racks, I'm getting that money in speed
They want a hunnid, nah, I'm like, "What? No cap, this a plain jane Patek Philippe"
I spent fifty, my jeweler bust down gang, had to bust down, big Yus Gz
I come from nothing, bitch, I'm gettin' money, I'm slime, I'm signed to the streets
I gave her a dub, baby, I'm one of a kind, do your hair, your nails and feet
Hold on, she bustin', her neck flooded, I'm 'bout to buy her a brand new piece
I had to get it like, "Mom, I'm thuggin'," I had to get up and get on my feet
I'ma keep going, this my ride or die now, who gon' give money to feed?
Walk in the dealer, like, I want this
I want some shit that can go top speed
I want some shit just for me and my bitch
Throw on my chain with a big AP
Shoot to the top, I'm like, "Mom, we lit"
They want me gone 'cause they know I'm a beast
I'ma keep getting money, keep stacking the chips
If he run it up, bet we slow a nigga piece
She want a Birkin, she off a Perc', kick rocks, I'ma send that lil' bitch to the streets
Throw my mama a hunnid, my sister a hunnid, I got a whole 'nother family to feed
I was just out here robbing, now I'm getting money, I ain't think about being rich overseas
Cartier bust down, two-tone flooded, you ain't gotta be rich to go buy you a piece
Rockstar baby, living the dream (Pew, pew)
Leave a whole lotta blood on the scene
I'm with hyenas, fuck you mean?
I'm a vulture, I'm flyin' wit' wings
Bitch, I'm a star, you ain't see what I seen
Henny, thirties, nigga a fiend
Bro off the Wock' in and out his dream
Choppa go grrah, make a nigga lean