What Dreams Are Made Of

Pulling off the lot, how you talkin' bout a lot
Boy you barely got a pot, You be talkin to the op
I just ran through with the crew, we was racing down the six
We just made it through the sticks, you should see just how we live
I been planning since 13, had to make a bigger dream
Put it on a bigger screen, had to be my own Iovine
This on my Dr Dre, told my homies not to play
If we get this Frito Lay, its them chips they gotta
Pay

This what dreams are made of
To made men from made thugs
They want to see our face on Tru TV
But we rather be the face on Forbe Magazine

We just hit the jackpot, haters still in last spot
Pictures on my laptop, proof that we are that hot
Vacate in the winter cause I need that summer grind
Going hard in summer time, sweating off Chanel 9
We might have to rent the hummer, just to make it through the jungle
If you talking bout some power, I'll get 7 like the Thunder
This legendary blackness, rapper's new blacksmith
Thor with the hammer from Houston to Atlanta

This what dreams are made of
To made men from made thugs
They want to see our face on Tru TV
But we rather be the face on Forbe Magazine



Credits
Writer(s): Quest Dior
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