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[Verse 1]
Still can't trust no nigga, nah
So I ride Glock 40 'bout ten in 'em
Some of them niggas killers, I just hope the lord forgive us we all sinners
Came up from the start with 'em
I'm from the dirty like the bottom of the boy denim
I'ma make these niggas feel this shit
Somethin' like a car hit 'em
Okay, a whole lotta crazy shit roll in 'em, yeah
See, they ain't love me until I start winning
See, they ain't never know I had it all in me
Family came home, gave 'em all Christmas, yeah
True story shit, non-fiction
They smelling me, I can hear 'em sniffin'
We get sick, a whole lotta bottles, we pop shit
I swear we really got it out the mud
Call Papi ASAP, we need mud, yeah
I remember trying hard to a get a dub
Guess back then shit was what it was
Now a nigga catch flight hope the seat right
See, I never expected to be this piped
Goin' broke, shit, I know what it feels like
Getting rich, I don't know what that feels like
See, they ain't met another nigga keep it real like that, yeah
Fuck your ho and give her right back, yeah
Fuck it up and get it right back
Headed to money, but I'm coming right back
All my niggas draped in designer
Tell 'em meet us at the bank, they tryna find us
I ain't met a bitch that ain't tryna find us
When it drop, how they ain't gon' sign us?
Talk to 'em
[Chorus]
Started from the bottom, how you really feel?
I wonder how a million dollars really feel
These niggas ain't real, like they say is (Like they say is)
These bitches gon' lie and they gon' say to you, when they ain't
Another bitch will when another bitch can't, yeah
Another bitch will when another bitch can't, yeah
[Verse 2]
Still can't trust no bitch, but I love my bitch
I really love how she be throwin' that shit
Stripper love how we be throwin' that shit
Them other niggas, they don't have porn like this
Standing over there, I ain't know they exist
Im somewhere in the back lighting up like the exit
Went broke, got it back, only took a second
I can't even see your nigga money getting bigger
Money everywhere, nigga, money in a pillow
Wait, money talkin', I can't even hear you
Young Fly Niggas, swear I ain't even near you
Step still gone', God damn free my nigga
I think a ran my first sixteen with the nigga
I promise I'll empty sixteen for the nigga
I can't wait to see my nigga
Nigga I'm a blessin' in disguise
My only direction is to rise
I'm probably on the jet getting high
I'm probably on the plane getting fly
I be swimming in your bitch too tired
Always been a winner nigga we don't do ties
Hard work pays off in due time
So in the meantime, I'ma wait on my time, for real
[Chorus]
Started from the bottom, how you really feel?
I wonder how a million dollars really feel
These niggas ain't real, like they say is (Like they say is)
These bitches gon' lie and they gon' say to you, when they ain't
Another bitch will when another bitch can't, yeah
Another bitch will when another bitch can't, yeah
[Outro]
I really love how she be throwin' that shit
Stripper love how we be throwin' that shit
Them other niggas, they don't have porn like this
Standing over there, I ain't know they exist
Im somewhere in the back lighting up like the exit
Went broke, got it back, only took a second
I can't even see your nigga money getting bigger
Money everywhere, nigga, money in a pillow
Wait, money talkin', I can't even hear you
Young Fly Niggas, swear I ain't even near you
Piped Dreams was written by Young N Fly & YFN Lucci.
Piped Dreams was produced by Young N Fly.
YFN Lucci released Piped Dreams on Tue Dec 16 2014.