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The dream on the track and Iām flowin. They staring at the scat like itās stolen. Canāt follow my moves, my hand Iām never showin. Rappin bout slingin dough in and kickin doors in. But thereās something you should kno. theres kids like me actually gettin dough but quiet like we been here before. You putting on a show but that shit itās getting old. You could have all the money and the world and you still gone want some more. We all sinners thatās just how it goes. You bought a lambo and moms still sitting in a two bed home. We wonder why we make these decisions, you lack goals out here moving w/o precision. You spend all day cuttinā up like an incision. I rock Cartier glasses cuz I have an expensive vision. Letās talk about these woman, I get them cuz I be rizzin. Shout out bro they bout to free him from prison. I guess you could say life is good we be livinā. Everything earned nothing givinā. No fucks givin no Butts Iām kissinā My skin is glisteninā my waves is spinningā my bitch she listeninā. Yo squad they switchin, my property billing, while I be chillin. Not too many can do it like me. I be winning like Nike. This road a marathon but I still be going bout 90. Moving faster than Bruce lee. My flow like water I drink liquid IV. Counting my money like blessings that be nightly. Not one to be taken lightly, catch me lackin thatās not likely. Started from the bottom but looking back looks I started promptly. I paint a picture, turn it to my future. Made it through the storm like a storm trooper. What you wanna know, I got free game if you wanna learn, I can tutor. Out the classroom on the court Iāll break those ankles like a scooter. My name the dream I was named after a hooper. They heard I was ballin and thought it was a rumor. Told em check the score made em lose their humor. Started off with a dream, Martin Luther. Found a lane and stuck w it, just made a few maneuvers. The things that used to bother me a fewer. The things I buy are newer. I just be thinkin damn like the hoover. Hatin on someone not in ya life you a loser.
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The dream on the track and Iām flowin. They staring at the scat like itās stolen. Canāt follow my moves, my hand Iām never showin. Rappin bout slingin dough in and kickin doors in. But thereās something you should kno. theres kids like me actually gettin dough but quiet like we been here before. You putting on a show but that shit itās getting old. You could have all the money and the world and you still gone want some more. We all sinners thatās just how it goes. You bought a lambo and moms still sitting in a two bed home. We wonder why we make these decisions, you lack goals out here moving w/o precision. You spend all day cuttinā up like an incision. I rock Cartier glasses cuz I have an expensive vision. Letās talk about these woman, I get them cuz I be rizzin. Shout out bro they bout to free him from prison. I guess you could say life is good we be livinā. Everything earned nothing givinā. No fucks givin no Butts Iām kissinā My skin is glisteninā my waves is spinningā my bitch she listeninā. Yo squad they switchin, my property billing, while I be chillin. Not too many can do it like me. I be winning like Nike. This road a marathon but I still be going bout 90. Moving faster than Bruce lee. My flow like water I drink liquid IV. Counting my money like blessings that be nightly. Not one to be taken lightly, catch me lackin thatās not likely. Started from the bottom but looking back looks I started promptly. I paint a picture, turn it to my future. Made it through the storm like a storm trooper. What you wanna know, I got free game if you wanna learn, I can tutor. Out the classroom on the court Iāll break those ankles like a scooter. My name the dream I was named after a hooper. They heard I was ballin and thought it was a rumor. Told em check the score made em lose their humor. Started off with a dream, Martin Luther. Found a lane and stuck w it, just made a few maneuvers. The things that used to bother me a fewer. The things I buy are newer. I just be thinkin damn like the hoover. Hatin on someone not in ya life you a loser.
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