I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace They tell me money talks but it can't buy love Well I bet it'll buy your girlfriend everything on her checklist And turn my new chick to ex-bitch And the ones outta my league to next bitch Funny how, with all that money you're the life of the party But you without the money couldn't get on the guest list At-signs keep on mentioning me But labels underestimated who I'm destined to be Potential to be the mothafuckin best in the league Cause I'm killing the opposition any day of the week I swear, if cared about a SAT I'd prolly get a PHD and be DOC But that second hand consumption of that THC Got me visualizing of being number ONE So wait, how much it cost to be PAC BIG or MAC DRE Does the money buy dreams? Or do the people dreaming of your money bring your life to a END first? Dreams bullets could end So I'm out here living life to the fullest again I'm still dreaming you could shoot me while I'm sleeping But I ain't even thinking past the weekend No fucking reason
Room spinning I wonder if it's routine Guess in a minute it'll be fine Conversation with this girl I've never seen She says we met about 3 times Well oops, my bad. I started listing up excuses Saying that I thought I recognized her, but the truth is It's hard recollecting every single person that I would see When every single person's at the party's saying hi to me With half way hugs, Cheek to cheek kisses And all 'em judge me of off how I seem to be living So I'm probably the person they was recently dissing But as soon as we meet, they say I need to be listened to So many suck-ups, my ass deserves a kissing booth We touch the surface but the message is subliminal Romanticism's chemical, marijuana's medicinal And I'm consumed by all it just trynna picture the visual I'm officially high I just thought that you should know that We just trynna have us a good time Somebody tell me where the hoes at Dreams stereotyped You fuck around with fame marry the hype Just make sure you that you keep it in good company And tell them dream killers that they shouldn't fuck with me