Hopes x Dreams lyrics

by

Royce Rizzy


[Intro]
See all my life
All I did was hope for this sh*t
As I got older I dreamed about it
Now its a hope and a dream
But its in eyesight now

[Verse 1: Rollz Royce Rizzy]
Ya, See im a big dog
Running off the leash
The game like a pie
I gotta get a piece
An I ain't worried about a lease
Cause sh*t could get worse n*gga
Keep my girls here but keep god first n*gga (ha)
I ain't dream about small sh*t
Since a youngin always dreamed about big sh*t
And now its yachts and whips im kickin big sh*t
Now its yachts and whips im kickin sh*t
Man I do this for my n*ggas doing fed time
Rest in piece to them n*ggas that hit that dead line
f*ck, keep grinding till I get mine
Black whip looking like it got a spit shine
Ima star how the f*ck can you deny me?
Your b*tch choosing I can tell she wanna ride me
Yall sleep but soon yall going to wake up
Broke n*ggas man its time to get your cake up

[Hook]
All I know is work
Work ain't sh*t to me (it ain't sh*t n*gga)
Doing shows all across the world
Man a n*gga been over seas (foreign)
n*ggas like me gotta get racks or I can't sleep
Gotta get racks or a n*gga like me can't sleep

[Verse 2: Rollz Royce rizzy]
Uh, How the f*ck I supposed to sleep n*gga?
Its a million ways to get it in the streets n*gga
I done mashed up, for a quick buck
Kicking in doors, n*gga give it up
Why? cause I ain't have them new j's
And everybody finna' have them on tuesday
I couldn't see clear now this sh*t is blue-ray
Let these hoes try and f*ck for the ben frank
Ha, man I shoulda been locked up
Could've been doing push ups boxed up
Had god in my circle though
Now im chilling on the low blowing purple though
Man, I swear these n*ggas lying though
Try and put me in a box so I can't shine though
Make me catch a "john doe"
Ya im balling like Rondo
Man these hoes want a ring like lebron though
But im gone in the morning like alonzo
Man my goons will turn your fro to a so glow
Thats comin america for you slow hoes
Ahh fifty racks for the promo
Real n*ggas never say no homo
f*ck it dont call, now she mad at me
Until I put her on a jet like a magazine

Gone

[Outro]

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