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I had a dolla and a dream Tryna come up with master plan to run me up some cream Bitch I gotta get this green The art of hustle took me over intoxicated or sober Them Niggas got a issue, subscribe the 40 and blow it Imagine that we never had to up the pistol Imagine we ain never had to pull a trigger Imagine erebody posted up on the block with they ice On getting money in the dark it look like a light show My uncle had the old school chopped One had a impala the other had a 64 Pops had the burnt orange impala trunk slapped See it wobble with the chrome 24s Old niggas drinking on the henny, playing spades and dominoes And we smoking kicking shit with the bros Erebody getting money ain't a damn thang funny I'm thinking bout going to cop me a Rolls Smoking on some purple, thinking bout finding a concubine Let my lady find her Cuz she gone look at her better side We gone get this money We 4L and that's no fucking lie lie Feel like Jerome and luey how make this money multiply When I was down to last two dollas ain't nobody wanna help me I was out here on my own Now I'm getting paid erebody wanna holla lil Cuz nigga gone help and put ya cousin on Mane I would but I'm too busy riding drop top Looking for the folks that helped me out when I was not hot Blessing all the kids outside playing hopscotch Hear this on the radio they saying turn it up a notch Tryna build a crib picture a house up in the hills With a helicopter field So I can see how Boosie feel Double doors got me going crazy drove my quad to the basement Got me feeling like is this really real Snap back to reality, my mind be getting the best of me I'm still watching a box tv, daydreaming bout a better me I'm gone be a celebrity, my kids gone be on the tv Sometimes I get ahead of me but that's just my trajectory Tryna reach a mil by end of the year So I gotta stay focused gotta keep my mind clear Money stacked all through crib, ima donate to the jail So my niggas that's in them cages can have them a decent meal