Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Oh, no, no, hold on, yeah
I was havin a dream
I was whippin a Rolls-Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps
Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
I was just rollin the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
I aint give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
I pray to God I die off in my sleep
I pray my deaf brother dont run into the police
Cause you tellin him to put his hands up, he cant hear
Aint goin for deceased
These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head like Stony
Ima gon tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
Spent all my tour money on the ring
Told em, Go head, get everything they fuckin see, yeah
I grew my shit like Im Mad Dog
I got a white and a black dog
I spent my day on Adderall
Look in my face, Im on Adderall
Shawty more P than a Madden ball
Suck on that cat, Im the baddest, dawg
This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
Yeah, gon pop a bean, John Bean
Paris fashion week shoppin spree, on me
Hundred thousand dollars, thats big Célines on me
You better not have to OD on me, ayy
Lets go to people town 
Put somethin in your account, bae
Now you dont need me around, yeah 
She want me to play and I aint with it
Yeah, gon gon ring around 
Sing to her like Sean Garrett
I know my woes ready 
Tell me your card info 
She dont got no ego 
Loosen up her backbones 
Bendin her hardwood floors 
Pussy wonderful 
Uh, I came from rags to riches 
She dont got time to clash with bitches 
She buyin bags for bitches 
Im bout to spazz, just listen 
I dont finish last, I win it, huh 
I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah 
I bought a Jag with a Hemi, skrrt
I throw a flag on these bitches, skrrt
I wrapped up the last of these bitches
Foreign tags and American 
Bring me a milli, Ill marry her, yeah
I was havin a dream
I was whippin a Rolls-Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps
Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
My dream just started workin
Come ride with me and itll be gifts and curses
I see you, drinkin syrup, I see you workin
I see you-
I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it
Real pimp, no jabroni, Im not gon sit on it
Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, bands on me
Got a whole lot of Ms on me, ya dig? 
Whole lot of Ms on me 
Big body Benz on me 
Ride Bentley trucks on E 
Bless you sneeze on me 
Lamborghini luxury 
Lamborghini merch on me 
Lamborghini Merci, Merci 
Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a 
Lamborghini wife with me 
Lamborghini price increased 
Ayy, four hundred bitches 
Thats why I live 
You just said free my bro , now he back on in the Pen 
You aint ever cracked a seal , then you got a deal
I was havin a dream
I was whippin a Rolls-Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps
Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
It wasnt like you had my back, no 
Homie, you not have a whole spine
Didnt ever wanna admit to the fact
That your baby boy was contemplatin dyin 
In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin 
Dream dont compare to what I done seen 
They tried to kill me for nothin 
Tell her yeah she got it bussin 
Think about everybody else
I think once to myself, I think once to myself 
Only blamma to the left 
Im up in the booth by myself
Never came for the fame, no 
Im the same nigga, the same goals 
Niggas hatin for these lame hoes 
Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though 
Actavis got me dreamin, Martin Luther, huh 
Rolls-Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie 
Boo right here sittin with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee
And I, ah, ah, jewelry, yeah, I got a line on that jewelry
Bitch on that, ayy, ayy, Malcolm X, tryna shoot me 
Screamin that, uh, got babies up in that dually cruiser 
You juugin, you blessed, at your scene, blew bankroll like usual 
They chasin the belt, Im goin so fast it look like theyre in neutral 
I was havin some lean 
She wanna play with that Charlie Sheen 
Put that bitch on a bean 
She steady dreamin bout lots of tings, she want lots of tings
Yeah, Im smokin a bag and killed that cat like curiosity
All night I buy some rings and swear by me
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