Keep the bottles all nice stuff, And here looking like the night gold, Tryin' to feel with the nikalo, I got the flood like the night life, And I ain't sayin' that you right vice, I'll probably do it for the right price, Fuck you for the night life, Shit can change when shit get insane, My nigga hint to stay when flick to change Everybody on the block wanna become your friend Everybody on the top start to spinnin' their hands Everybody wanna talk like they playin but games, The city on the pack I look on my slean In this crack and if you ever put your hand on my team.
'Cause real in to feel love Falls ride moe any kill more, Nothing about your caskets 'cause I ain't even reacting Everybody is acting, governments that attacks it, What the f*ck is the gold? What the f*ck is the passion? But goddamn, they say I gotta feel for this shit, So f*ck it, let's make a mill off this shit, for real.
You got a dream left hey. You got a dream left hey,
1 2 anthem, get your f*ckin hands out, Toast it to symbols to cover the black .. hip-hop ransom, prepare my .. cut the black Benzes, show it to the financials, I'm tryin to throw the stack for every stripper and dancer Why not when givin' a permament cancer? Whenever get the chance to find a simple answer Shit is all f*cked we living Americana .. Police them people in wall street, Benz get real and niggas don't call me, Change your own firm, my nigga we all shit, We got, she buy me all, my keys to space, I think the world wanna know how much we can take And this life time, I'm telling the kill for this shit So f*ck it, let's make a mill off this shit.
You got a dream left hey. You got a dream left hey,