I'm getting closer to my dreams Counting all these millions ain't no telling how I feel
Man I don give the youngins game
Focused on the money, I don't care about the fame
I know that this life is a race So I keep on running, kicking all these niggas out the way
The life we live it ain't the same
Man, I came from nothing, I've been trying to make a name
Louis V on my sleeve I don made some money, yet I'm still in
The streets
I'm from the warf town ghetto
Where you from nigga?
All my niggas from the ghetto
It's a thug life nigga
Screaming free the gang, middle finger in the air
From the south to the south What the f*ck they thought?
Ima ball, ima ball
Michael Jordan on my feet
Spend a couple of thousand, and I spent that all on kicks
I'm a made millionaire nigga
Southside nigga counting money like the bank nigga
In my zone, stepping on this money Yet I still go keep it cool
If a nigga test me, I'ma put him in the news I'm a chrome, hearted nigga
Tell these niggas keep they space
I ain't got no time to waste Motherf*ckers watching, put the money on they face
Niggas talking bout some loyalty
Why your ass at when a nigga got no royalty?
In the hood smoking cannabis
In the penthouse counting Benjamin
And I know these niggas scared of me
They gon' try to get rid of me
But I'm a star, ain't got no star sign
If a nigga thinks he hard, I'ma bust him from afar
I don't do no cap
Bitchass niggas in their feelings
Cause I'm getting all this guap
I ain't stopping for the red light
Tell these niggas I'm a menace
I'm gon' really bring you hell
If you f*cking with my bread Can't be f*cking with my ex
No debate cause I'm the best
Silly niggas get upset
Either way I'm still gon flex
Put money on your head
And the niggas catch a bread
Man this shit be my dream
I'll be getting all this money till a nigga fade away
I can't see no other way It's my way or no way
Lot of niggas wanna thug
But they will never go to war
I'ma die for respect Middle finger to the air
I'ma go out before I tell
Remember sleeping in the cell
Now a nigga got a check
Why these niggas getting vexed?
Cause I'm stepping on they necks
BlackExcellence - Closer to my Dreams Lyrics
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I'm getting closer to my dreams Counting all these millions ain't no telling how I feel
Man I don give the youngins game
Focused on the money, I don't care about the fame
I know that this life is a race So I keep on running, kicking all these niggas out the way
The life we live it ain't the same
Man, I came from nothing, I've been trying to make a name
Louis V on my sleeve I don made some money, yet I'm still in
The streets
I'm from the warf town ghetto
Where you from nigga?
All my niggas from the ghetto
It's a thug life nigga
Screaming free the gang, middle finger in the air
From the south to the south What the f*ck they thought?
Ima ball, ima ball
Michael Jordan on my feet
Spend a couple of thousand, and I spent that all on kicks
I'm a made millionaire nigga
Southside nigga counting money like the bank nigga
In my zone, stepping on this money Yet I still go keep it cool
If a nigga test me, I'ma put him in the news I'm a chrome, hearted nigga
Tell these niggas keep they space
I ain't got no time to waste Motherf*ckers watching, put the money on they face
Niggas talking bout some loyalty
Why your ass at when a nigga got no royalty?
In the hood smoking cannabis
In the penthouse counting Benjamin
And I know these niggas scared of me
They gon' try to get rid of me
But I'm a star, ain't got no star sign
If a nigga thinks he hard, I'ma bust him from afar
I don't do no cap
Bitchass niggas in their feelings
Cause I'm getting all this guap
I ain't stopping for the red light
Tell these niggas I'm a menace
I'm gon' really bring you hell
If you f*cking with my bread Can't be f*cking with my ex
No debate cause I'm the best
Silly niggas get upset
Either way I'm still gon flex
Put money on your head
And the niggas catch a bread
Man this shit be my dream
I'll be getting all this money till a nigga fade away
I can't see no other way It's my way or no way
Lot of niggas wanna thug
But they will never go to war
I'ma die for respect Middle finger to the air
I'ma go out before I tell
Remember sleeping in the cell
Now a nigga got a check
Why these niggas getting vexed?
Cause I'm stepping on they necks
Man I don give the youngins game
Focused on the money, I don't care about the fame
I know that this life is a race So I keep on running, kicking all these niggas out the way
The life we live it ain't the same
Man, I came from nothing, I've been trying to make a name
Louis V on my sleeve I don made some money, yet I'm still in
The streets
I'm from the warf town ghetto
Where you from nigga?
All my niggas from the ghetto
It's a thug life nigga
Screaming free the gang, middle finger in the air
From the south to the south What the f*ck they thought?
Ima ball, ima ball
Michael Jordan on my feet
Spend a couple of thousand, and I spent that all on kicks
I'm a made millionaire nigga
Southside nigga counting money like the bank nigga
In my zone, stepping on this money Yet I still go keep it cool
If a nigga test me, I'ma put him in the news I'm a chrome, hearted nigga
Tell these niggas keep they space
I ain't got no time to waste Motherf*ckers watching, put the money on they face
Niggas talking bout some loyalty
Why your ass at when a nigga got no royalty?
In the hood smoking cannabis
In the penthouse counting Benjamin
And I know these niggas scared of me
They gon' try to get rid of me
But I'm a star, ain't got no star sign
If a nigga thinks he hard, I'ma bust him from afar
I don't do no cap
Bitchass niggas in their feelings
Cause I'm getting all this guap
I ain't stopping for the red light
Tell these niggas I'm a menace
I'm gon' really bring you hell
If you f*cking with my bread Can't be f*cking with my ex
No debate cause I'm the best
Silly niggas get upset
Either way I'm still gon flex
Put money on your head
And the niggas catch a bread
Man this shit be my dream
I'll be getting all this money till a nigga fade away
I can't see no other way It's my way or no way
Lot of niggas wanna thug
But they will never go to war
I'ma die for respect Middle finger to the air
I'ma go out before I tell
Remember sleeping in the cell
Now a nigga got a check
Why these niggas getting vexed?
Cause I'm stepping on they necks
Writer: Genesis Arikoro
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