Maserati Ken - Million Dollar Dreams Lyrics

Come on, yeah, nigga
You ain't got no cheese, all the hoes gon' ignore you
You wanna get money, gotta pay for the tutorial
Bullet big as hell , that bitch look like a churro

Leave you at the light, they gon' call your ass Harold
Talkin' all that bullshit, you gon' get a halo
Golden Sun, put the piece together like a Lego
Caught him at the block party, call his ass Drego

All white buff sticks look like some mayo
Got a pack of Gary Payton, but it ain't the real deal
This bitch got a fake ass, but the shit feel real
I'll call Beans up if I need a couple pills

Face card hot, that's why I ain't goin' in
I'm tryna grab a brand new scat so I can drag race
We got that nigga gone by noon, he had a half day
We knew he was a snitch, you ain't see that nigga last case

We gon' spend on yo block until you get that cash paid
In the studio, all the hoes pullin' out whip its
Put me in a math class, all the nigga talk is digits
You ain't tryna make no cheese, I ain't even tryna kick it

If I had a house full of hoes, I'ma pick Delicious
I got million dollar dreams, I'ma hustle for this shit
I had to get it out the streets
I be callin' plays, you can call me Drew Brees

I be outta town cause the store I hit green
Still to this day,
Play after play, I ain't stoppin', I'm persistent
Tryna get a M so I can pay my son tuition
I ain't bouta to tell on nobody for no chicken

Emboss a thousand cards in a hour cause I'm different
Thousandaire, I remember when I had zero
I ain't savin' hoes, I ain't tryna be no hero
You look like Ace before he got his first kilo

Spendin' all your money on these hoes, you wouldn't be broke
Ballin' with the dreads to the back like Kenneth Faried
You know a bitch that's tryna drive, just send her to me
I don't give a f*ck if I know you ain't shit free

Only time you ever shot somethin' was New Year's Eve
Better get yo bag right, nigga
Took a L, still kept my head high, nigga
I grew up with money makers and the drug dealers

Niggas be tellin', that's why Ion run with em
Made ten everywhere I went, I crossed every state line
I can sell bows, but I'd rather do the breakdown
You ain't tryna eat, you ain't finna waste my time

Pull up on a nigga in his whip, we left his head down
Missed a hundred shots, get your aim right
Feelin' like Lester, I'm about to plan my first heist
Makin' all this money, niggas better keep that gun tight

I'll kill a nigga, yeah, I'm that one type
I got million dollar dreams
I'ma hustle for this shit, I had to get it out the streets
I be callin' plays, you can call me Drew Brees

I be outta town, cause the store I hit green
Still to this day, I got million dollar dreams
I'ma hustle for this shit, I had to get it out the streets
I be callin' plays, you can call me Drew Brees

I be outta town, cause the store I hit green
Still to this day
Still to this day