Dreamwork (feat. Yanga)

Dollar sign got me in a good mood Word to Thunder Sign that's my hood dude I was on the grind they was caught up in the hype Now you niggas ain't shinning like you used to Age 25 I don cop the iller ride Had my daddy going while I was still in high school Trophies at the crib, emojis in a bitch If you talking shit, then you can breathalyse too All they talk been cheap This the king speech Tell you 'bout the rap game Use your instincts Squander campaign that was why the benz peaked Pop a lot of champagne on a win streak Dreamwork Made it to the big league Looking at the spreadsheet see the increase Jealousy or envy Rolling ten deep Barely making ends meet My revenge sweet Genius, oh baby They use to call me leader of the new school Haters take too many shots I need a bulletproof coupe Overcame too many odds I redefined the rule book Squad goals we cut throat Navigate this dark roads and pot holes Graduate from unknown among hoes To a higher place where drinks flow and blunts roll Dollar sign got me in a good mood Word to Thunder Sign that's my hood dude I was on the grind they was caught up in the hype Now you niggas ain't shinning like you used to Age 25 I don cop the iller ride Had my daddy going while I was still in high school Trophies at the crib, emojis in a bitch If you talking shit, then you can breathalyse too Paper planes on the runway let it burn Take a cig going one way no return Switching lanes for the fun never done never done Put a smile on my mum cause she know we up You see my money talk a lot bruh I keep a hundred for the cop call Drop it in the corner I roll already for the roll down Smoking plenty for the flow pop it, pass it to the owner I put the work on, like a grown up, showin up Ya'll be acting like we posers, corner Stashing figures in my clothes That's a new Madiba pose That admission make you sound bipolar I get on my grind now they love me like a church Hustle in my eyes Black man killer, swerve I ain't doing bad all this niggas doing worse I got money in the bag no fucks in the verse Dollar sign got me in a good mood Word to Thunder Sign that's my hood dude I was on the grind they was caught up in the hype Now you niggas ain't shinning like you used to Age 25 I don cop the iller ride Had my daddy going while I was still in high school Trophies at the crib, emojis in a bitch If you talking shit, then you can breathalyse too Fuck the underground we been cooking for a while Ma nig up and down since a booking was a thou With my ladies in the house sleeping on my mama couch Take the whole amount throw it in my mom account That's dreamwork, that's the message First you counting paper then you counting blessings Don't never let the haters put you under pressure And don't forget that every failure is a lesson, no further question I got my wits about me Strictly all in, no spliffs or ouchie Who got the bright idea to clown me Last five years ain't shit without me Most consistent I go the distance Lately though I don't pose for pictures I just hope that I am home for Christmas Pole position, road to riches Dollar sign got me in a good mood Word to Thunder Sign that's my hood dude I was on the grind they was caught up in the hype Now you niggas ain't shinning like you used to Age 25 I don cop the iller ride Had my daddy going while I was still in high school Trophies at the crib, emojis in a bitch If you talking shit, then you can breathalyse too Dollar sign got me in a good mood Word to Thunder Sign that's my hood dude I was on the grind they was caught up in the hype Now you niggas ain't shinning like you used to Age 25 I don cop the iller ride Had my daddy going while I was still in high school Trophies at the crib, emojis in a bitch If you talking shit, then you can breathalyse too Dreamwork