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letra de million $ dreams - joey fatts

[produced by joey fatts]

[verse 1: vince staples]
million dollar dreams, hundred dollar nightmares
stomp him ’til he bleed, my n-gga don’t fight fair
it’s opb, i promise i was right there
with my heart on my sleeve and my gun in my hand
it’s jumpin’ when the day end, your block gon’ look like sp-ce jam
my momma wasn’t prayin’ for no reason, scared her baby was deceased
out here runnin’ from police, it’s playin’ grown up in these streets
but i’m a problem and no n-gga breathin’ stoppin’ that, c-ck it back
ridin’ with my n-ggas ’til the tires flat
ride where you ain’t welcome at
born for this sh-t i think cause ain’t n0body takin’ action
gotta make it big or i’ll be here if i don’t make it happen
plus my mama sick and medication cost her cadillac
likely that she’ll die before we straight and i ain’t havin’ that
n-ggas never had it all so don’t show it off, i’m grabbin’ that
simple as it seems, i’m just here to get the green
tryin’ to make a hundred thousand off these million dollar dreams

[hook: joey fatts (vince staples)]
every dream chasin’ figures, late night runnin’ the streets
it’s just me and my n-ggas with these million dollar dreams
and these my n-ggas ’til the end, no matter how it seems
and i’m gon’ ride for them cause i know they gon’ ride for me
(me and my n-ggas) with these million dollar dreams
(me and my n-ggas) gotta get it by any means
(me and my n-ggas) with these million dollar dreams
(me and my n-ggas) with these million dollar dreams

[bridge: joey fatts]
ride for my n-ggas cause i know they’ll ride for me and i will
die for my n-ggas cause i know they’ll die for me and i’mma
ride for my n-ggas cause i know they’ll ride for me and i will
die for my n-ggas, i’mma ride for my n-ggas

[verse 2: joey fatts]
my brother just got four years for two gun charges
and still f-ck a case i’m strapped regardless
run up on me, i’m sparkin’, out here sellin’ drugs cause n-ggas is starvin’
slangin’ trees like tarzan so hit my phone for the bargain
told my momma i’m crippin’, she said don’t call for a visit
if you’ll -ss do a sentence go right in somebody’s prison
but i’m thuggin’ with my n-ggas ’til my clock stop on seventh street
the poppy block, everybody know how the naughtys rock
we fight for whats ours cause all we got is the streets
cause the streets filled the pot when we ain’t have sh-t to eat
out here grindin’ ’round the clock, the rent due next week
i got two halves, a n-gga need at least two eighty for these
i’m tryin’ to turn these beats into a hundred thousand
d-mned if i let my mama die up in that public housin’, gotta get it
cause forever all my n-ggas been without and do whatever for the cheddar
catch me lackin’, b-tch i doubt it

[hook + bridge: joey fatts (vince staples)]

- joey fatts

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