Piped Dreams lyrics

[Verse 1]
Still can't trust no n*gga, nah
So I ride Glock 40 'bout ten in 'em
Some of them n*ggas killers, I just hope the lord forgive us we all sinners
Came up from the start with 'em
I'm from the dirty like the bottom of the boy denim
I'ma make these n*ggas feel this sh*t
Somethin' like a car hit 'em
Okay, a whole lotta crazy sh*t roll in 'em, yeah
See, they ain't love me until I start winning
See, they ain't never know I had it all in me
Family came home, gave 'em all Christmas, yeah
True story sh*t, non-fiction
They smelling me, I can hear 'em sniffin'
We get sick, a whole lotta bottles, we pop sh*t
I swear we really got it out the mud
Call Papi ASAP, we need mud, yeah
I remember trying hard to a get a dub
Guess back then sh*t was what it was
Now a n*gga catch flight hope the seat right
See, I never expected to be this piped
Goin' broke, sh*t, I know what it feels like
Getting rich, I don't know what that feels like
See, they ain't met another n*gga keep it real like that, yeah
f*ck your ho and give her right back, yeah
f*ck it up and get it right back
Headed to money, but I'm coming right back
All my n*ggas draped in designer
Tell 'em meet us at the bank, they tryna find us
I ain't met a b*tch that ain't tryna find us
When it drop, how they ain't gon' sign us?
Talk to 'em
[Chorus]
Started from the bottom, how you really feel?
I wonder how a million dollars really feel
These n*ggas ain't real, like they say is (Like they say is)
These b*tches gon' lie and they gon' say to you, when they ain't
Another b*tch will when another b*tch can't, yeah
Another b*tch will when another b*tch can't, yeah

[Verse 2]
Still can't trust no b*tch, but I love my b*tch
I really love how she be throwin' that sh*t
Stripper love how we be throwin' that sh*t
Them other n*ggas, they don't have porn like this
Standing over there, I ain't know they exist
Im somewhere in the back lighting up like the exit
Went broke, got it back, only took a second
I can't even see your n*gga money getting bigger
Money everywhere, n*gga, money in a pillow
Wait, money talkin', I can't even hear you
Young Fly n*ggas, swear I ain't even near you
Step still gone', God damn free my n*gga
I think a ran my first sixteen with the n*gga
I promise I'll empty sixteen for the n*gga
I can't wait to see my n*gga
n*gga I'm a blessin' in disguise
My only direction is to rise
I'm probably on the jet getting high
I'm probably on the plane getting fly
I be swimming in your b*tch too tired
Always been a winner n*gga we don't do ties
Hard work pays off in due time
So in the meantime, I'ma wait on my time, for real
[Chorus]
Started from the bottom, how you really feel?
I wonder how a million dollars really feel
These n*ggas ain't real, like they say is (Like they say is)
These b*tches gon' lie and they gon' say to you, when they ain't
Another b*tch will when another b*tch can't, yeah
Another b*tch will when another b*tch can't, yeah

[Outro]
I really love how she be throwin' that sh*t
Stripper love how we be throwin' that sh*t
Them other n*ggas, they don't have porn like this
Standing over there, I ain't know they exist
Im somewhere in the back lighting up like the exit
Went broke, got it back, only took a second
I can't even see your n*gga money getting bigger
Money everywhere, n*gga, money in a pillow
Wait, money talkin', I can't even hear you
Young Fly n*ggas, swear I ain't even near you