Rich Dreams
Jay $even
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Ooh, ooh I can't get enough I can't get enough (Derek what you doin'?) I can't get enough, I can't get enough Feelin' like I'm drinkin' double cups Feeling booted up Wishin' I could ride the Lambo truck Or the Bently truck I'm wishing that I could have the luck Just to make a buck I could wear this Gucci on my wrist Have the finest chick I'd make sure to give back to my clic When I make it big Pray to God these haters never stop me from becoming rich They will never stop me They will never top me I'm the best in Tri-Cities, put respect on my name Nothing will be the same After this I've entered the game I miss the old streets But the trap is not where I came from I'ma be on the radio talking to Charlamagne And all you haters is lames Can't wait to fly on my plane A private jet, J-A-Y plastered all over the wing I'ma be rich, baguettes on me from my teeth to my chain I'ma be smiling while I'm putting all these rappers to shame I'm in here tryna make bank (Yuh) I'ma forget what you think (Yuh) I'm bouta run up these bands Hopin' my money expands I'm bouta make all these diamonds dance Ridin' round in a Lambo Aventador, that's a two-seater That's a two-door, but I want more yeah I can't get enough, I can't get enough Feelin' like I'm drinkin' double cups Feeling booted up Wishin' I could ride the Lambo truck Or the Bently truck I'm wishing that I could have the luck Just to make a buck I could wear this Gucci on my wrist Have the finest chick I'd make sure to give back to my clic When I make it big Pray to God these haters never stop me from becoming rich They will never stop me They will never top me I better bring my track shoes I'ma be running up a check (Running up a check) I'm bouta make all these blue hunnids So I have VVS to flex I want the P.P. (The Patek) I want the Rolly (The Rollex) I wanna drip too hard I wanna be a rockstar I wanna be rich, and this ain't on no Roddy Rich shit I'ma be ballin', my bank account gonna have 6 digits Ain't no more dreamin', today I'm bouta make it real Going zero to a hundred real quick I've got these rich dreams They tryna tell me what I can't be So I'ma stay on my Q's and P's So when they hate on me, you know you best believe that I can't get enough, I can't get enough Feelin' like I'm drinkin' double cups Feeling booted up Wishin' I could ride the Lambo truck Or the Bently truck I'm wishing that I could have the luck Just to make a buck I could wear this Gucci on my wrist Have the finest chick I'd make sure to give back to my clic When I make it big Pray to God these haters never stop me from becoming rich They will never stop me They will never top me
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