Yeah

Ay

Check me, Check me

Got a lil shit on my mind, you feel me

Yeah

(Verse)

Lil kid dreams I always wanted to fly

At 18 devils lettuce took me right to the sky

At 21 this white girl in college offered me coke

So Ironic at 23 my raps was hitting like dope

A few years later

I’m in LA

Tryna serve the same shit

Find a fiend at the label turn this whole thing legit

Woke up quick

From my dream the industry is a myth

How you turn these raw bars into fucking a metic

Fuck em

Independent was always the holy mission

Went so deep and realized what I was missing

Never was the skills or feelings that I been giving

But all the money that it takes for you to make a living

And now I’m going broke

What’s a dollar and a dream worth

I only got a dollar in my pocket what my dream worth

Yeah

This shit ain’t working

Around the same time I met a woman who was certain

All she wanted was stability and loyalty but never gettin in the way when the game mean more to me

Yeah

Make me want to get the white collar and hang it up

Sacrificing everything I wanted call it love

Ring Ring Marcello callin you fuckin up

You put in all this work and now you bout to give it up

I seen a lot great artists cease before they known

But that ain’t you my **** stop it you got far to go

Pssh

For real

I hear you big bro

Shit been weighing on my shoulders like a hunnid kilos

But if I stop now forever ima feel like I’m lost

So what that dollar in my pocket really feel like it cost

Yeah

It takes a dollar and dream

It takes a dollar and dream

I got a dollar and a dream

I got a dollar and a dream