[I Wish CutScene] I wish I was a little bit taller I wish I was a baller I wish I had a girl, if I did, I would call her I wish I had my wallet overflowing with dollars x2 Come get this money [F2Dreamin] 64 It was all a dream! [Verse 1] Im getting money like a dope boy Im getting money because Im dope, boy French money, throw that in Montana Now they say He getting money like a Coke Boy Big blue bentley, probably shouldnt take it out If I pull up in that, my haters might just kill themselves Suicide doors, knots to my neck Knots knots to my neck, Im spending suicide Os That means hes way more stuntastic Balling like Randy with eight As Hundreds on my paper, Im getting straight As Im the man, say it with me, even got some haters with me Thats afraid to say it to me, because they aint making money And it isnt everything, its just all I see And I might just take it with me when I RIP, I be With a backpack full of fat stacks of them rat snacks, thats cheese Then I woke up and Im broke but I bes [Chorus] F2Dreamin, Im F2Dreamin Im just F2Dreamin, Im F2Dreamin Yeah, you know who the team is F2D that dreamgang and we be F2Dreamin, we just F2Dreamin I wake up in the morning with that money on my mind And my shorty looking fine, it aint hard to tell that I be F2Dreamin, Im F2Dreamin Im F2Dreamin, Im a F2Dreamer baby [Verse 2] And my shorty bad too Her body a work of art, like she into tattoos In the murdercielago, or the murdercedes benz I can count on shorty, she a 1, 2, 10 So she sitting in the passenger Shorty hold me down even when I aint around So I aint even got to tell her Baby you got to know that Im just out here Doing what I got to do for me and you And we eating, she aint even got to cook, we got a cook Pissing off my haters even when I tell her not to look Racks in her pocketbook, rack on her chest Need a plaque on her wall, from the back she the best From the front? She the dopest, from the side? She a queen Aint no groupie but she ride for the team like a school bus They say she the trillest out, damn that makes two of us And that makes two of us And then I woke up because I was [Chorus] [Verse 3] Even my son gon be the man kid Yall probably end up as my grandkids Stuntin like his daddy, if you notice your girl is missing She probably around my son like a solar system so what it do? And Im sure hell be a trill ass dude But Ill be proud of my seed as long as he aint like you In fact I wake up in the morning, thank the Lord I aint you And then I flush, wash my hands, and get back to the loot, hold up Even got a name picked, we gon call him Jason In memory of Jason, rest in peace to Jason Beef? Hell taze it Females chasing But Im a teach him how to keep it trill just like the late Pimp More soul than a old Kanye samp With Illuminati money, aint nothing free but a mason Haters, thought that maybe they would have it when I aint around But they just F2Dreamin [Breakdown] And Im a F2DDreamgangsta I throw that F2Ddreamgang up F2Dreamin Im F2Dreamin x2 Im a F2Dreamer baby [Breakdown 2] And its a rhombus by the way
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