CMB KayBandz, SmuttyBoyZlo - Money Dreams

Bandz ayy
Tryna to be a millionaire
Ayy, tryna to be a millionaire I just got money dreams
Ask me do I love her I don't care You don't mean
Ayy, tryna to be a millionaire I just got money dreams
Ask me do I love her I don't care You don't mean nothing to me
Ayy, tryna to be a millionaire I just got money dreams
Ask me do I love her I don't care You don't mean nothing to me
And why you tryna rock Moncler, you don't got no cheese
I am not a thug, but don't test me, I been in them streets
And if somehow I ain't made it clear, ain't no lovin' me
She be like, love me please, I love the sound when she get on her knees
And my heart broke all into pieces, you can cuff a piece
And chill with me, but don't get mad when I call Jessie and Jazline
They just wanna fuck, ayy know you wanna love
Know you won't settle for no lames, they ain't one of us
Ayy, fighting with the runts, inside feel like giving up
Would've put this metal to my brain if I ain't had drugs
I'm tryna tell you how I'm feeling, can you listen to me
Think that I'm bipolar, Michael Cole, but don't act different to me
And I keep a fully, not a school, but we got different bullies
Tryna stack these blue and green bands, look like Mike and Sully
Ayy, tryna be a millionaire, I just got money dreams
Ask me do I love her, I don't care, she don't mean nothing to me
Ayy, I bet not catch him in the field, cause he gon' run from me
He don't want no beef, don't want no heat, these niggas son me
These niggas bum to me, ain't tapping cups, don't bring no rum to me
This shit be fun to me, I tap the blunt, can't see in front of me
And she won't wanna see, I had to tell her, got a bunch of these
They 21 a piece, me and twin sell em and we cut the cheese
Ayy, tryna be a millionaire, I just got money dreams
Askin' what I'm doing, I'm bending blocks, that shit look fun to me
Talking out his neck, I smack him up and hush him humbly
Tell me why he mad, cause his bitch been sitting comfortably
Ayy, damn, I mean she under me, only talking pape
Call collect, I need them numbers please
Hanging in the wild, I fought with monsters , got some different beasts
Just gon' roll the blunt, if a bitch gon' say she tryna leave
Ayy, I just vent into the mic, don't need no therapy
Niggas be some bitches, talking hard and think they sparing me
Tryna kill my vibe, I feel like Kendrick, need some money trees
Please don't hit my line, unless you talking where the money be
Ayy, I'm not chasing for no bitch, I chase the paper trail
We gon' wet him up, his ass can't swim and he can't pay to sail
Hanging with the suckers, y'all ass can't win like y'all get paid to fail
Hanging with them demons, we touch the bag and then we raisin' hell
Ayy, tryna be a millionaire, I just got money dreams
Bitch don't kill my vibe, I feel like Kendrick, need some money trees
Hanging in the wild, I fought with monsters, got some other beasts
Only talking pape, call collect, I need them numbers please
Tryna be a millionaire, I just got money dreams
Ask me do I love her, I don't care, she don't mean nothing to me

Written by:
Keovianye Smith, Zavontae Fields

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