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[Intro: Ralo]
Yeah, I had a dream
YFN, I had a dream last night
Famgoon, yeah

[Chorus: Ralo & YFN Lucci]
Bro I had a dream last night, that everything went right
You better not fuck with my brother, shoot everything in sight
I told ’em gon’ and free Trouble, that my thief in the night
Forgive me for what I’m doing, I’m just keeping it right
I got my money right, yeah, money right, damn right, yeah
I’m alright, yeah, all my ice out your price, yeah
Count it twice, yeah, I don’t want it if it ain’t right, yeah
Uh, I just knew you wasn’t right, yeah

[Verse 1: Ralo]
I know that none of these niggas right
Take every one of these niggas’ lifes
Play with the bro and I’m shooting on sight
We gon’ shine, we gon’ shine bright
In a different club every night
We ain’t stopping at red lights
Rich as fuck off dog food
I’m the niggas that the feds like
I won’t be Meech, I won’t be Terry
I won’t be the nigga locked up
Every time they book me for a show
I get a twenty just to pop up
Every time that I post a picture
I am every nigga’s move
Even when I wasn’t in school
Freshest nigga in the room
Freshest nigga in the classroom
Got the world screaming famgoon
Put the world on that ahk shit
Got the world getting it tattooed
Where I came from, got my name from
Got the game in a blender
Had a dream last night
It wasn’t right for my nigga

[Chorus: Ralo & YFN Lucci]
Bro I had a dream last night, that everything went right
You better not fuck with my brother, shoot everything in sight
I told ’em gon’ and free Trouble, that my thief in the night
Forgive me for what I’m doing, I’m just keeping it right
I got my money right, yeah, money right, damn right, yeah
I’m alright, yeah, all my ice out your price, yeah
Count it twice, yeah, I don’t want it if it ain’t right, yeah
Uh, I just knew you wasn’t right, yeah

[Verse 2: Ralo]
Something told me that you wasn’t right, I knew it
I’m coming home tonight, that pusssy good
You know I take care all my niggas like a real one should
You know my niggas still my niggas if we get into it
They wonder why I do it
Why I got so much money and still live in the hood
Why I go through so much and I kick it like I’m good
They don’t like me, I guess that I’m misunderstood
I told my bitch that I love her, she better not ever leave me
Never keep it, not even your deepest secrets
You need to tell me you love me even when we beefin’
I’m achieving, everything that I was dreamin’
Bitch I’m breathin’

[Chorus: Ralo & YFN Lucci]
Bro I had a dream last night, that everything went right
You better not fuck with my brother, shoot everything in sight
I told ’em gon’ and free Trouble, that my thief in the night
Forgive me for what I’m doing, I’m just keeping it right
I got my money right, yeah, money right, damn right, yeah
I’m alright, yeah, all my ice out your price, yeah
Count it twice, yeah, I don’t want it if it ain’t right, yeah
Uh, I just knew you wasn’t right, yeah

[Outro: Ralo]
Yeah, I had a dream
I had a dream last night
Famgoon, yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Cuban Linx and kilos
We might get the rico
Pull up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four five in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas official as fuck
Big ass Mulsanne like I’m whipping the truck
I’m sippin’ Ciroc while I’m sittin’ with Puff
And talking ’bout business with Jigga at lunch
That’s cray, that’s cray
New toys, lets play
I brought spades, with the deuce, like poof, let’s [?]
I must say, I get money, fuck ho, don’t pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for that tre
And I ride, for the Ye, West side, Kim K
White girl, through The Bay, my hood, I’m Mac Dre
Bitch, if money talks why you niggas never say shit?
If sky’s the limit, why I’m ridin’ in a space ship?
My money talkin’ and my Rollie never tickin niggas
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I’m official nigga

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas & Timbaland]
I’m feeling a way…
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it
Whoa
This is what we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Yeah

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas]
My bitch look like Halle
My bitch look like Kylie
Your bitch don’t look happy
None of ya’ll hoes can have me
Can’t touch me, can’t touch this
MC Hammer with the swaggy
Can’t cuff me, can’t function
Bitch, I don’t want to get married
They ain’t ever want me on payroll
They ain’t ever want me have say-so
Always had a crush on J-Lo
Thought I was the man ’til my chain broke
I was so broke can’t change clothes
You don’t keep it real, you a lame-o
You don’t make a move ’til I say so
When I get loose, anything goes
Money in the mother fuckin’ mattress
They was tryna take it, but I need to get away
I think I’m tripping cause a nigga never had it
I never had a way, I think I struggled every day
Talking to God I’m hoping he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then take all my stress away
And I could finally buy a mother fucking mansion
Then move my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this shit sound like sci-fi
I ain’t ever had no wifi
I grew up where the guns went- (pow pow)
Almost got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don’t mind mine
I’m in your top five’s top five
Can’t touch this nigga, why try?
Gimme yo shit or you might die

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, yo, look

[Verse 3: Joyner Lucas]
Your shit sound like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, third grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese’s, Hershey’s, swirly, lemonade, mango
Momma thought I was retarded
Daddy thought I was lethargic
They said I wasn’t the smartest
Grammy knew I was an artist
All of y’all niggas is trash, go throw your shit in the garbage
I threw your shit in the ocean, I hope it swim with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn’t fuck with me
Ain’t nobody wanna ride the bus with me
Ain’t nobody wanna share lunch with me
Family couldn’t keep in touch with me
Now they all can’t get enough of me
Now they want to fly with me in luxury
Same hoes never want to let me hit
Now they all want to bust nuts for me
Name another nigga poppin’ than me?
I never been cocky, but they don’t want a problem with me
And fuck all these haters that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don’t need a counter with me
Ain’t nobody wasn’t lookin’ for me, they was hiding from me
All of them was counting me out now they counting on me
I’m so motherfucking hot that the wind is a sauna to me
Right before I pull the trigger and begging that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, look

[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
Dirty looks from your mother
Never seen you in a dress that color, no
It’s a special occasion
Not invited, but I’m glad I made it, oh

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Let me apologize
I’ll make up, make up, make up, make up for all those times
Your love, I don’t wanna lose
I’m beggin’, beggin’, beggin’, beggin’, I’m beggin’ you

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, can you come here please? ‘Cause I wanna be with you
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, could you come here please? ‘Cause I wanna be with you

[Verse 2: Adam Levine]
Can we talk for a moment?
Got these feelings that I’m tired of holdin’ on
Wasn’t tryna get wasted
I needed more than three or four to say this, oh

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Let me apologize, yeah
I’ll make up, make up, make up, make up for all those times (all those times)
Your love, I don’t wanna lose
I’m beggin’, beggin’, beggin’, beggin’, I’m begging you

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, can you come here please? ‘Cause I wanna be with you
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, could you come here please? ‘Cause I wanna be with you

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Wait, can we work this out?
I’ve been thinkin’ out loud all day
Don’t let me down
Can’t live without my bae
And she wanna leave, but I think it’s easier
If you let me be
You should come and see me, girl
Just think about it, girl
You should know I still think about you, yeah
I know you’re into diamonds
I can tell you everything defined in you
But I’m like

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, can you come here please?
‘Cause I wanna be with you
Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?
Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?
Just wait, could you come here please?
‘Cause I wanna be with you

[Intro: Quando Rondo]
I ain’t gon’ lie Pooh, you is a fool for this one right here nigga
Yeah, and my world Go Grizz nigga, yeah
Go Grizz nigga ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Late nights on my avenue by myself, I ain’t need a gang member (nigga I remember)
I ain’t have the money on my books this time last year ’round September (nigga I remember)
12’s right behind me, I’ma do the dash real fast, no surrender (nigga I remember)
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember

[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
I remember hitting licks in the project housing
Yeah, Queezy hit a lick for few thousand
They be like there go that young nigga that stay wilding
I don’t even much right, I be freestyling
I remember them days watching mama cry man
I remember that day that Lil Quaffy died man
Had to get off my ass, man I had to try man
I got to get a bag even if it’s five bands
I remember hitting licks for them flatscreens
On hard streets, I been trying to serve them crack fiends
I remember them days I ain’t have no clothes
I remember them days I was kicking doors
I remember mama saying I’m a bad child
I remember when I first went to the juvenile
I remember when I first realized the envy
Locked up in the cell, I couldn’t get a penny

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Late nights on my avenue by myself, I ain’t need a gang member (nigga I remember)
I ain’t have the money on my books this time last year ’round September (nigga I remember)
12’s right behind me, I’ma do the dash real fast, no surrender (nigga I remember)
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I remember everything
Judge told my lawyer that I’m going to chain gang
OG’s telling us that we can’t hang
If I ever run into the opps we gon’ bang
I remember everything
I was fuckin’ with lil shawty, bought her everything
Stay one hundred to the grave, ain’t gon’ never change
Shout out to my mama, put her through so much pain
I remember all them shootouts that we had with them other niggas
My bitch got mad and fucked another nigga
Man that shit was crazy, ain’t gon’ lie it made me heartless
Fell in love with money, it’s gon’ stay with me regardless
I don’t give a damn what they say, I’m the hardest
And I’m not never gon’ leave my apartment
Different situation got me running with my mask on
Niggas still hating but I swear that it won’t last long, oh no

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Late nights on my avenue by myself, I ain’t need a gang member (nigga I remember)
I ain’t have the money on my books this time last year ’round September (nigga I remember)
12’s right behind me, I’ma do the dash real fast, no surrender (nigga I remember)
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember
Nigga I remember I remember, nigga I remember I remember
Nigga I remember

The truth will set you free
But first, it’ll piss you off

Hate! Bad bitches wanna be my bae
Hate! Hunt me down like the C.I.A
Hate! Side of my car, tryna see my face
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Oh (hate!) and if it’s heated I’ma feed my face
Hate! And best believe, it’s gon’ be outrageous
Hate! Hatin’ niggas can’t believe my race
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Scrunchin’ their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

Hate! You keep askin’ me where I’m from
Hate! About the borders and, "Did I run?"
Hate! Keep askin’ how I feel ’bout guns
There’s a light and dark army, which side you choose? Oh
Hate! If not now then when?
Hate! And if not me then who?
Hate! Don’t drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
Hate! I tried to tell y’all about this dude

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

Wait, wait a minute
Shout out to them people, people
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people
Wait, wait a minute
Mad ethnic right now

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar’
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin’ for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it’s runnin’ from veneers and it’s runnin’ from the fronts
But everyday, hey, wasn’t lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay?
So I prayed and I played
It’s Rihanna, nigga
My constellation in space
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn’t chase, nigga

Nigga, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

You can catch me
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute