Big Dreams

[Intro]
Ch-Charlie Shuffler
Damn, that's Surreal right there?
I will never let up
Got some shit in my cup
I get booked a lot of things
I do not do no pop-ups

[Chorus]
Plucking at my heart just like strings
Like a bumblebee, you know that love stings
Used to ride around town with my queen
Had to sacrifice a lot for my dreams
Hop out the whip
My shit is sick
I cannot slip
Stacking my chips
Not going back
Foot on the dash
Never use my number if it's not about that bag

[Verse 1]
Charlie kick it
Used to pimpin
Date expensive women
Rockstar shopping
I be mobbing (uh)
My shit be dripped in Fendi
I got poppin', like a rocket
My hood stay on Kenny
I'm the socket, I be charging (uh)
My plugs stay on many
I don't rocked a bunch of shows by my lonely
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I brought my homies
Quit all that hating, I'm gone
Backwood burning in blown
Ain't no talking on the phone, baby leave me alone

[Bridge]
I will never let up
Got some shit in my cup
I get booked a lot of dates, I do not do no pop-ups
I'm out here chasing this doe
Need to get my some more
Bankroll, can never afford, and my style will never get old, yea

[Chorus]
Plucking at my heart just like strings
Like a bumblebee, you know that love stings
Used to ride around town with my queen
Had to sacrifice a lot for my dreams
Hop out the whip
My shit is sick
I cannot slip
Stacking my chips
Not going back
Foot on the dash
Never use my number if it's not about that bag

[Verse 2]
All these fucking labels, man they want me
Fucking on your bitch, you know she horny
Run up in your trap, I keep it on me
So you know I slide into that bitch without no warning (yea)
Let me be real for a minute
This ain't a game or a scrimmage
Bitch, I ain't setting a limit
Tear up this hoe i ain't finished
Setting a record like Guiness yea!
Talking but, only 'bout business
Free the boy Meek shoulda never been sentenced
Got love for the dream endlessly we stay winning
Lord please forgive me everyday i'm still sinning

[Chorus]
Plucking at my heart just like strings
Like a bumblebee, you know how love stings
Used to ride around town with my queen
Had to sacrifice a lot for my dreams
Hop out the whip
My shit is sick
I cannot slip
Stacking my chips
Not going back
Foot on the dash
Never use my number if it's not about that bag

[Outro]
I definitely fucked up the ad-lib
Woah
Yeah
Woah
Damn, that's Surreal right there?
Ch-Charlie Shuffler