You have to eat the dream, you have to sleep the dream, you have to dream the dream You gotta touch, you have to see it when nobody else sees it You have to feel it when it's not tangible You have to believe it when you cannot see it You gotta be possessed with the dream Yeah Any weapon formed against us shall not prosper Young nigga started with oodles and noodles, now we eating lobster Uh, as I walk through the valley with my ladder in flex I'm the realest nigga in it, I just happen to rap When they all thought we was finished, they was laughing at that So I went and bought me a don and flipped that hat to the back Fuck 'em New jewelry, new whips on the way now Brr, brr, that's yo bitch on the way now Mama told me if you fall, never stay down Stand up nigga, I can never lay down Wins and the losses, it come with being bosses Shoot a pussy nigga in his head if he cross us Take that shit to trial if the feds making offers Five hundred thou, Louis said we lookin' awesome Swap that Patek for them cups, take them off us Lil' bitch, call me lil' fish Niggas tryna turn my lights out, I'm still lit Streets calling and they said they was some real shit Young bull looking like he hit a real lick I got too many foreigns, man this shit getting borin' Half a milli last week, you would've thought I was touring Niggas tried to kill me, I guess they thought I was normal They ain't know I was different I'm like lord be my witness 'cause we was fucking up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen Killed a pigeon thought the vision, break it down on my niggas Fuck their opinions, why would I listen, they ain't see the vision, When I had foreign, I mentioned no, I ain't see them bitches So I'mma ball on 'em, Magic City, let it fall on 'em And all my niggas staying down with me Know I be there if they call on me Yeah, my nigga bad for Milli he made it home in a week Even my momma know how I'm rocking, I go on them streets Glock .40, keep it on me, we rolling 32 deep Bulletproof everything, just let me know if it's peak We bring the war, I just wanna shine like my rollie Put in all this time that they owe me Made it to a nine and we litty Dropping sixty-twos like we Kobe, oh Pushing the foreigns, drive through the trenches Top of the food chain, head of comission We breaking niggas without permission Never was personal, it was business Brrr, settle down, let it settle down Couldn't tell me shit when I was broke, fuck they gon' tell me now? I'm running round, got a gun that hold a hundred rounds If it was fuck them niggas then it's fuck them niggas now Fuck 'em! Never change on my real dawgs 'Bout that 'caine, been them thangs like we old dawgs Walk up in a dealer and I pull that Rolls out These niggas said I wouldn't make it like I told y'all, ahh