"Yo tev what you be dreamin' about"
I dream about mansions and millions
I dream about them niggaz dyin' as civilians
I dream about the bad bitches at the night club
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
I dream about seeing the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparations
Think about that light skin on my line
I want a life with no stress and free time
Never wanna clock in or clock out
I just want hella bread and hella clout
Won't hire no help, I'm not sharin' mines
Got here by myself, so alone I'm fine
Have another life that's real far
Wanna buy it in full, it's a sports car
So I won't waste no time, no, won't play no games
Been took my heart, left a blood stain
Wanna tell my mama she could take a break
Don't want no bitch off IG, they all fake
I wanna be honest when I say I'm good
Tev, drop, an album, I know I should
Shoulda tried harder, got straight A's
But them smart niggaz got they own pain
I ain't got no off day, can't take no break
Don't need no new friends, met enough snakes
No you can't post me, can't take no flicks
Grew up in Buffalo, 716
Don't care about no jewelry, material things
I'ma have a few when I'm livin' like a king
Wanna see the jealousy in they face
No you can't come by, can't see my place
Gun to my head, finna pull the trigger
Call my pastor dad, they the same nigga
Tried to be a pop star like Bruno
Now I wanna sing and rap on my rod flow
Body used to tell me, be realistic
Soon as I blow up, they wont say shit
Chasin' after paper, gotta have your head straight
Yeah, we hung out, but it wasn't no first date
I wanna meet a bad bitch who's unknown
Be the only contact on my phone
So we can start a family, move down south
Whole bunch of kids in a big house
Forget about the empire that I built
Still got a long ways until
I can give you everything, like I said
So wait for me, don't go ahead
"What you had asked me again"
Oh, shit, yeah
Dream about mansions and millions
Dream about them niggas dyin' as civilians
Dream about the bad bitches at the nightclub
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
Dream about seein' the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparation's
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"Yo tev what you be dreamin' about"
I dream about mansions and millions
I dream about them niggaz dyin' as civilians
I dream about the bad bitches at the night club
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
I dream about seeing the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparations
Think about that light skin on my line
I want a life with no stress and free time
Never wanna clock in or clock out
I just want hella bread and hella clout
Won't hire no help, I'm not sharin' mines
Got here by myself, so alone I'm fine
Have another life that's real far
Wanna buy it in full, it's a sports car
So I won't waste no time, no, won't play no games
Been took my heart, left a blood stain
Wanna tell my mama she could take a break
Don't want no bitch off IG, they all fake
I wanna be honest when I say I'm good
Tev, drop, an album, I know I should
Shoulda tried harder, got straight A's
But them smart niggaz got they own pain
I ain't got no off day, can't take no break
Don't need no new friends, met enough snakes
No you can't post me, can't take no flicks
Grew up in Buffalo, 716
Don't care about no jewelry, material things
I'ma have a few when I'm livin' like a king
Wanna see the jealousy in they face
No you can't come by, can't see my place
Gun to my head, finna pull the trigger
Call my pastor dad, they the same nigga
Tried to be a pop star like Bruno
Now I wanna sing and rap on my rod flow
Body used to tell me, be realistic
Soon as I blow up, they wont say shit
Chasin' after paper, gotta have your head straight
Yeah, we hung out, but it wasn't no first date
I wanna meet a bad bitch who's unknown
Be the only contact on my phone
So we can start a family, move down south
Whole bunch of kids in a big house
Forget about the empire that I built
Still got a long ways until
I can give you everything, like I said
So wait for me, don't go ahead
"What you had asked me again"
Oh, shit, yeah
Dream about mansions and millions
Dream about them niggas dyin' as civilians
Dream about the bad bitches at the nightclub
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
Dream about seein' the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparation's
I dream about mansions and millions
I dream about them niggaz dyin' as civilians
I dream about the bad bitches at the night club
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
I dream about seeing the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparations
Think about that light skin on my line
I want a life with no stress and free time
Never wanna clock in or clock out
I just want hella bread and hella clout
Won't hire no help, I'm not sharin' mines
Got here by myself, so alone I'm fine
Have another life that's real far
Wanna buy it in full, it's a sports car
So I won't waste no time, no, won't play no games
Been took my heart, left a blood stain
Wanna tell my mama she could take a break
Don't want no bitch off IG, they all fake
I wanna be honest when I say I'm good
Tev, drop, an album, I know I should
Shoulda tried harder, got straight A's
But them smart niggaz got they own pain
I ain't got no off day, can't take no break
Don't need no new friends, met enough snakes
No you can't post me, can't take no flicks
Grew up in Buffalo, 716
Don't care about no jewelry, material things
I'ma have a few when I'm livin' like a king
Wanna see the jealousy in they face
No you can't come by, can't see my place
Gun to my head, finna pull the trigger
Call my pastor dad, they the same nigga
Tried to be a pop star like Bruno
Now I wanna sing and rap on my rod flow
Body used to tell me, be realistic
Soon as I blow up, they wont say shit
Chasin' after paper, gotta have your head straight
Yeah, we hung out, but it wasn't no first date
I wanna meet a bad bitch who's unknown
Be the only contact on my phone
So we can start a family, move down south
Whole bunch of kids in a big house
Forget about the empire that I built
Still got a long ways until
I can give you everything, like I said
So wait for me, don't go ahead
"What you had asked me again"
Oh, shit, yeah
Dream about mansions and millions
Dream about them niggas dyin' as civilians
Dream about the bad bitches at the nightclub
But I really dream about havin' real love
Dream about real estate where nobody fake
Dream about seein' the world n tour dates
Dream about wealth built for generations
I know I ain't there makin' preparation's
Writer: Tevin Mobley
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