| My bitch fuck me like a porn star
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| She love fuckin' wit' a rap star
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| Get drinks at a black bar
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| Then expect to get packs off
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| Dirty money in the bag
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| Clean money in the bag, yeah
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| My time is now, think that they understand
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| What do she mean to me?
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| Break down that greenery
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| Roll up the paper shades
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| If wanna save the seeds
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| 'Cause this ain’t no regular shit
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| Put 'em in the ground, get rich
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| Break down pounds of the zips
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| Then go ball out in a
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| That’s a hustler’s dream
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| That’s a hustler’s dream, yeah
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| But things ain’t always what it seems
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| Gotta watch your own team
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| Gotta watch these hoes with they schemes
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| They get green with envy
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| Pull up and squeeze 'til the clip is empty
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| Go out and don’t see the family, nahh-nah
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| That’s a hustler’s dream, yeah
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| Pull on the scene with the Benz lookin' clean
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| Naked wrists and the rings
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| They get green with envy
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| Pull up and squeeze 'til the clip is empty
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| Go out and don’t see the family, nahh-nah
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| Oh, we dreamin', we dreamin'
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| Prayin' every night, baby
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| Real shit, we gon' find a way
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| I’m 'bout to make moves on the daily
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| Promise there’s no way you could play me
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| For these new niggas comin' through lately
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| Yeah, my attitude but fuck you, pay me
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| My stripper bitch left me, said I’m crazy
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| But she really wanted a man and a baby
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| Told her, «Focus on the money, bitch, you lazy»
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| Gotta work to be Beyoncé, Jay-Z
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| Yeah, that gun off safety, don’t come off shady
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| Bullets shine, we don’t dim lights
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| Ain’t day ones, look at them twice
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| Don’t do outside advice for the insight
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| Dirty money, what that wrist like?
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| What that wrist like? |
| Oh, you shinin' now?
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| So many brown wanna tie me out
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| Even my ex back now, tryna tie me down, damn
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| That’s a hustler’s dream
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| And I’m never gon' wake up
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| I used to bake up just to make crumbs
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| That’s the whole loaf, nigga, and some
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| I’ma work hard, nigga, didn’t have fun
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| For all the days I ain’t have none
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| If I fall off, get the trap back jumpin'
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| All faith in God, I know that bag comin'
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| That’s a hustler’s dream
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| That’s a hustler’s dream, yeah
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| But things ain’t always what it seems
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| Gotta watch your own team
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| Gotta watch these hoes with they schemes
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| They get green with envy
|
| Pull up and squeeze 'til the clip is empty
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| Go out and don’t see the family, nahh-nah
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| That’s a hustler’s dream, yeah
|
| Pull on the scene with the Benz lookin' clean
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| Naked wrists and the rings
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| They get green with envy
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| Pull up and squeeze 'til the clip is empty
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| Go out and don’t see the family, nahh-nah
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| Oh, we dreamin', oh, we dreamin'
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| Oh, we dreamin', oh, we dreamin' |