Dreams In My Face

Mo hair gucci hat

Know I'm getting stupid racks

Count up, count up

Whole lot of paper cuts

Told bro hop over the slump
Too high an his drank in his cup

She got Tiffany on her neck
I know she must be fucking with us

(She must one of the bros)

Why can't you love me the same

Don't let our love fade away

Glad you showed that side of you

You can stay up over there
Don't come my way

One day you gone wake up
With your dreams up in your face

Know these niggas want my place

I won't give in fuck you think

Nigga we gone keep going
Keep rolling
We gone keep growing
They mad cause they know it

Looking like a rap nigga
But don't confuse this shit

I ain't new to this
I'm true to this
They know I'm really lit

I ain't never had no big homie
I was the lil nigga with the racks
They call me the "rich homie"

Know I had to make some shit shake
Before the sun went down

Been infatuated with the money
Ma look at me now

I been seen the vision, I want 100
billion like right now

I'm make these pussy's hate me
Fuck you pay me how I'm feeling lately

Mo hair gucci hat

Know I'm getting stupid racks

Count up, count up

Whole lot of paper cuts

Told bro hop over the slump
Too high an his drank in his cup

She got Tiffany on her neck
I know she must be fucking with us
(One of the bros)

Why can't you love me the same
Don't let our love fade away

Glad you showed that side of you

You can stay up over there
Don't come my way

One day you gone wake up
With your dreams up in your face

Know these niggas my place

I won't give in fuck you think

Nigga we gone keep going
Keep rolling
We gone keep growing
They mad cause they know it