Mercedes Benz Dreams

Rise and shine it's time to rise to power
Need a dollar for every droplet in my morning shower
Heard if you seek then you shall find so I scour for hours
Till the statue in my pond say the world is ours
Though roaring lions oppose me with intent to devour
I still mount up on wings like eagles and soar over cowards
Salty, Sour, these adjectives describe my adversaries
Mad at this royal blood in my capillaries
Counter-revolutionary wearing white ones
Shit far from rudimentary I'm taking Skype calls
Operation overhaul revising protocol
Critical thinking make them think of me a know-it-all
Up late eyes looking like poke balls
As I ash my cigar in this smokey loft
But you gotta grind like this you want to catch'em all
And you know a young nigga want to catch'em all

I had a dream about a Benz
The steering wheel was in my hands
Out the rear view mirror I caught a glance
All this pain and suffering was in my past

Way a Don lack flaws shit so bizarre
Smother than a stick of butter when the eye is on
Hotter than a skillet bottom when the eye is on
Perm Press I ain't even turn the iron on
So stressed you wouldn't believe what my mind is on
To decompress I had a glass of that Deleon
Topped it off with a splash of Juice de Melon
With that 50 on blast in my living room
Slow dough better than no dough
I keep stacking these chips I'll get the 4 door
We keep plotting on shit soon plots will unfold
Cribs had mold so it's only right that I break mold
Pussy motherfucker shooting with his eyes closed
Tryna prove he a gangster to a lost soul
I'm tryna prove to my niggas that it's more to life
So when I pull up in that bitch they gone say Jesus Christ

I had a dream about a Benz
The steering wheel was in my hands
Out the rear view mirror I caught a glance
All this pain and suffering was in my past