[Intro: DJ Drama]
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You ever watch a dream manifest?
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It's nothing like it
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DC 2
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[Verse 1]
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If you ain¡¯t got a dream, you ain¡¯t got nothing
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A lot of niggas changed on me when I got money
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Said it came with the game, and this what I wanted
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So I¡¯ma hustle like the first time I got fronted
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For the love of the green and the love of the team
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Put together a circle that couldn¡¯t come in between
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Went from lint in my pockets to using money machines
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I got my city back popping and they don¡¯t want me to leave
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No they don¡¯t want me to leave
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But I gotta go and get it though
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Time is money and I¡¯m on a mission though
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Papa gotta eat, niggas shooting right around my mama way
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Cops run in my sister crib, I swear I gotta find a way
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Tryna touch a million dollars and I¡¯m like a dime away
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Never ask a nigga for a handout, I [always found a way?]
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Write my little raps, smoke my little weed
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Sold a little crack just to fund my little needs
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I was sixteen getting on my little knees
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Asking the lord please help me get a little cheese
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It was hard out, ?
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In the jungle where niggas will rip your heart out
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Cold summers where niggas¡¯ll probably starve out
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Wanna be a kingpin from watching niggas ball out
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Couldn¡¯t blame us, they was tryna chain us
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But we was tryna fix the roof while it was raining
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We was tryna keep the house warm when winter came in
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But they rather detain us, locked us in cells, restrained us
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The razors, animals go in cages
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That¡¯s what the slave masters told the workers when they slaved us
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[Hook x2]
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Small city, big dreams
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I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen
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Since I was sixteen
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I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen
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[Verse 2]
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Rock man told us ¡°Sun don¡¯t shine¡±
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You know if his daddy hustling then his son gon¡¯ grind
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His father was locked up, now his son doing time
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When certain niggas get to starving, know that gun gon¡¯ shine
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Two felonies on is record, he got one more time
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? picture that, he don¡¯t want no job
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Lost hope, some niggas don¡¯t even want no God
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They just want a little money just to come through fly
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¡®Cause nobody never listens to the broke nigga
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¡®Cause when you broke, you considered as a joke nigga
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If you a joke, you considered as a ho nigga
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And no nigga wanna live life living poor nigga
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Small city, big dreams
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I been waiting for this day since I was sixteen
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Selling white girl, I¡¯m talking Christine
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Young boy with dreams of touching that big screen
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[Hook x2]
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Big Dreams
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| Meek Mill |
