Dreams
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
If you ain't a hustler then don't bother nigga
I'm tired of fucking with these sour niggas
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
Niggas envy
Know some niggas that went the Harder way
Still ain't made a mo'fucking penny
Niggas thinking it's all fun and games
It's automatic when I load the semi
Ain't no love on this side if they want war tell 'em come and get me
Ball hard on 'em
James Harden with the step back
Whole squad full of soldiers boy
And you don't wanna see 'em crank that
Weed smoke got me too high, come down and feel jet lag
Gang gotta keep it G with me, no room for no yes man
I done spitted with the best of 'em
God knows I'm the next coming
Versace robe with the Gold on 'em
Dream big never fold on 'em
Stick to your guns, you gon' pull through
If it ain't love then it's fuck you
If the money there, Imma come thru
Chopping bricks with the Kung Fu
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
If you ain't a hustler then don't bother nigga
I'm tired of fucking with these sour niggas
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
If you ain't a hustler then don't bother nigga
I'm tired of fucking with these sour niggas
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
Niggas envy
Know some niggas that went the Harder way
Still ain't made a mo'fucking penny
Niggas thinking it's all fun and games
It's automatic when I load the semi
Ain't no love on this side if they want war tell 'em come and get me
Ball hard on 'em
James Harden with the step back
Whole squad full of soldiers boy
And you don't wanna see 'em crank that
Weed smoke got me too high, come down and feel jet lag
Gang gotta keep it G with me, no room for no yes man
I done spitted with the best of 'em
God knows I'm the next coming
Versace robe with the Gold on 'em
Dream big never fold on 'em
Stick to your guns, you gon' pull through
If it ain't love then it's fuck you
If the money there, Imma come thru
Chopping bricks with the Kung Fu
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
If you ain't a hustler then don't bother nigga
I'm tired of fucking with these sour niggas
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
I turned my dreams into a dollar nigga
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Writer(s): T'shauni Caddle
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