Dream Catcher

You could have it all But in the meantime You got to work Got to keep spitting these rhymes Just you, you could have it all You could make it big, Will You don't even got to be signed Wait Oh shit I'm in a dream, I'm Finna be walking on the green like Beilein Won't stop 'til I make it to the top Bitch just watch, y'all gone be passing the keys, I Pull up and look at my whip (Cold) Steam from the boil will drip (Low) Push on the pedal like (Skirt-skirt) Put it in park when I get (Home) I never wanted a Rari No I just want to fucking chill in the Rolls (Aye) Phantom, yeah I want a Ghost Foot off the break, hit the gas and I go I'mma go fast on the road (Aye) I'mm go platinum and gold (Aye) All of the people that said I won't make it No, they not gone get me to slow (Aye) I'mma be up on the stage As I'm throwing ragers when I sell out the shows (Aye) Numbers with commas and Os Choose homie, you either friend or you foe Trying to get a little portion Of the wealth, but you ain't put any chores in All about yourself, it's why you ain't got any more friends Wanna get the belt, but you'll end up with a sore chin Like bitch I could pull up in a Porsche and I be killing shit like an abortion Don't be feeling no fucking remorse If you wanna start a war, got to clean up all the horse shit Everything that my friends did Was way worse than my sentence They turned on me, and it hurt me But we on Earth to learn lessons I've got to manifest destiny Before I get to my exit I'm sleeping less, I'm invested I have a dream, and yes, I'mma catch it No I don't need a persona If you buy the shit, then you're going to get the owner Go and get the motor, I be going up hill fast Fuck 3, 2, 1, blast off, get the rover Thinking of the future, but I'm living in the moment Boy you painting with a brush, I'mma hit it with the roller Green getting long so I got to get the mower She don't want a zero-turn, so I got to flip her over (Wooh) if you might guess that you lost Then you won too like a mic check (Wooh) Willy really want that Walt White bread In the Blue Sky with the ice on the flight deck (Uh) Buy the whole store, fuck a price check (Uh) Ship it with a drone, that's high tech (Uh) Drowning in the dough, fuck a life vest I can fucking do it, know why? Cause I'm priceless (Wooh) Got drive, but it's not a race Got plays like I'm Sean Payton on the Saints Chips in all the way, this is not a game But they say if you're working hard then you got to play So she on a plate said "you want a taste?" And she got a lava-hot frame and a hotter face Girl, I got a place if you want to stay We can go and make a hard beat with a lot of bass (Listen to it, you can do it only if you Listen Close) (You pursue it with your pupils if you view it with them closed) Everything that my friends did Was way worse than my sentence They turned on me, and it hurt me But we on Earth to learn lessons I've got to manifest destiny Before I get to my exit I'm sleeping less, I'm invested I have a dream, and yes, I'mma catch it