
I used to have so many Rolls Royce dreams I hustle hard for the simple goal 6 Kiss I used to dream about the cars I drive, fourth gear Switch gear, steal a couple cars, and I drive to work Make it work, then have a dream, handle things, understand I do what I do, but the simple fact I have a goal Puts me in another class of real niggas Too trill to deal with it, too real to fuck with ya I bounce back, then duct tape for Ben Frank, it’s insane Think about two times of relapse, I go back (yeah!) I seen the hustle at the hardest shortest time I come out with mighty profit, so stop it Maybach dreams, overseein' success That’s a quick flash type of thing, Kodak moment We in the lighter things, give me leeway To break a simp off of quick cash Rolls Royce, double up the way class, straight gas Passin' by like Steve Nash, three flags, heat flash More robbers in your home, pass that, old school I’m past that, my mindset is obvious, the winning team is obvious I’m goin' for the gold, with the simple plan of coppin' this Candy coated tinted window thing with the heated seats The girls never far out, they beat my meat Expertise, materialistic, gifted Man, I’m climbin', I am like plies, heavy grind A real nigga, I ain’t gotta say it my life speaks for itself Tattoo with good wealth, hustle with the smooth stealth Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh I’m hittin' finches off the coolest missus, splittin' dough Now where we goin' with it? He to the bank, I’m to the safe Savin' for the thing that makes shit worth the wait Popular, the girls jock for name brand The card game is insane I recall the girls saying, you need to rock claim before you fuck these Watch this slate ho suck things that are embedded in my brain That’s really not my main drive, but it’s a small thing That made me want the range, Rolls Royce dreams is okay Detach yourself from the objects of hell And you can see your dreams as well Just a ego itself, I promise that Figure out your motivation, should I see my motivation In the hatin', I use hatin' as a small relation I come impatient, guaranteed I win the racin', like I’m ragin' My hustle game is razor sharp I wear the Burberry when I’m drivin' The Rolls Royce on another island Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh
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