Pipe Dreams.

To all the broads from the east, put your hands up
To all the broads on the west, put your hands up
To all the broads from the south, put your hands up
To all the broads from the north, put your hands up

I had a dream, ever since I was a youngin'
I really like whoever I'm becoming
I had the plan, but I didn't have the platform
I've been working hard, then my dreams turned into free fall

Now listen, I had this plan since I was 14
Only one who knew was my mom, she was off that morphine
Tell her about the future, but she go coding crazy
Don't know if she could hear, tell her how I'm feeling lately

Got a plan, I'm not trying to have no babies
The lifestyle that I'm living is about to go crazy
When I get my first check, I'm going up real crisp
I'm that looking stupid, I'm really new to this

Was a week ago, I couldn't even afford this
And now I'm on the Forbes list
These girls hitting my phone, but I gotta stay focused
Shut up the money calling, I'm really balling

Like Kobe on his best season
Give me a reason for you to sit front row
If you want that benefit, you gotta sign a death row
When I go on world tour, my tickets gonna sell out

And when I start performing, I'ma have to come and yell
out to all the broads from the east
Put your hands up to all the broads on the West
Put your hands up to all the broads from the South

Put your hands up to all the broads from the North
Put your hands up
I had a dream ever since I was a youngin
I really like whoever I'm becoming

I had the plan, but I didn't have the platform
I've been working hard that my dress turned into free form
And lately, I haven't thought about getting laid
I'm trying to find a way to get my music overplayed

Niggas too busy rapping about the same thing
They be capping and they rap saying shit they don't claim
When I get a Grammy, I'ma merely walk on the stage
Stars on the roof make me feel a way like Drake

I want a double R with cream and purple paint
So when you see that car driving, don't be afraid to wave
Life gave me lemons, but they're way too sour
I'm still gonna devour and get all that power

Too many potholes on the road that I've been driving
At the end of the day, I'ma be on stage yelling out
To all the broads from the east, put your hands up
To all the broads on the west, put your hands up

To all the broads from the south, put your hands up
To all the broads from the north, put your hands up
I had a dream ever since I was a youngin
I really like whoever I'm becoming

I had the plan, but I didn't have the platform
I've been working hard, then my dress turned into a free form



Credits
Writer(s): Jamal Bamba
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