Episode 7: Dream

[Intro]
I want 20's 100's and 30's
I want my Sprite dirty
I want that bitch dirty dirty dirty
(Damn)

[Verse 1]
Bitch I tote my 30, driving down the I-30
Chasing money like Squilliam
All y'all niggas ain't worthy
I'm not a cashier, but I know how to count money
I could be the president if I wanted
Got your momma's health bills on my wrist
This watch is real gold, but it doesn't even fit
No cap this shit really hurts my wrist
Got all these random docs checking on my piss
Who cares if it's dirty, no one gives a shit
Smooth like Shaun White
I be serving white
I'm soaring through the air, cause I'm high like a kite
I don't tip at restaurant's, I give them Usher Bucks
If the waiter's broke, then that's not my fault
My family went bankrupt twice, so I'm not donating money even if I think you're nice

[Verse 2]
Free Tay-K that man did nothing wrong
Two murders, I don't really care at all
He could twenty more, and I'd still bump in my car
Niggas think I'm in a dream cause I'm balling so hard
I'm working so hard
I'm going so hard
Like a COD update, I'ma be here long
148 Gigabyes what's wrong with y'all?
How can I play this game and have room for my songs?

[Outro]
If you wanna play Call of Duty just hit me up bro