Pay Me Million Dollar Dreams by Mastamind Lyrics
[Intro]
Ah. What?
Wake up like...Bitch, what?
Pssh...the fuck out my face
Got somethin' to do...uh oh
Motherfuckers on (???)
I feel a Fuck Da World comin' on
(???)
[Verse 1]
Sometimes
I wake up like fuck the world
Fuck my girl, she's crazy
Nah, I ain't going half on that baby
I'm 'bout to hit the road and get the dough
She's played out like disco
She's just a trick ho
Anyway
Damn right I don't trust her
It's true
Yo, 'cause I know that she knows
I'm a motherfucker
Too real
And I know she peep game to claim
She don't care about me doing my everyday street thang
Bitch got a couple niggas on the block hot for her
Might be the ho next door and a lot more
So all I got is blunts, Cognac and soda pop for her
I'm out the door
I'm out to score
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me
[Verse 2]
Sometimes
I fall out the wrong side of the bed
With something going on inside the head
That needs to be said
I think of all the beef I started that needs to be dead
How come I hardly live by what the preacher read
Am I forgiven enough
Or do I need to beg
Bow my head, fall to me knees and legs
Break the greedy nigga to say please instead
Out for self no doubt my mouth needs to be fed
Mad man
Always had a plan to win
Always thought about where I'd be standing in ten
Now it's been over 3,000 days and nights
Rolling through a Nation Ahead of Time And Space, right
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me
[Verse 3]
Nowadays I'm feeling like muscle with armor
With the hustle with drama
Too much hating on the plantation for this farmer
I'm feeling it
Suckers hating my affiliates
Idiots
Don't even know what getting money really is
Don't even know the Mastamind you dealin' with
What part of the game is it
When I start killin' shit
I murder for mine
Through the dirt I grind
Just dust myself off
And keep trying to work mine
Come on
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me
Ah. What?
Wake up like...Bitch, what?
Pssh...the fuck out my face
Got somethin' to do...uh oh
Motherfuckers on (???)
I feel a Fuck Da World comin' on
(???)
[Verse 1]
Sometimes
I wake up like fuck the world
Fuck my girl, she's crazy
Nah, I ain't going half on that baby
I'm 'bout to hit the road and get the dough
She's played out like disco
She's just a trick ho
Anyway
Damn right I don't trust her
It's true
Yo, 'cause I know that she knows
I'm a motherfucker
Too real
And I know she peep game to claim
She don't care about me doing my everyday street thang
Bitch got a couple niggas on the block hot for her
Might be the ho next door and a lot more
So all I got is blunts, Cognac and soda pop for her
I'm out the door
I'm out to score
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me
[Verse 2]
Sometimes
I fall out the wrong side of the bed
With something going on inside the head
That needs to be said
I think of all the beef I started that needs to be dead
How come I hardly live by what the preacher read
Am I forgiven enough
Or do I need to beg
Bow my head, fall to me knees and legs
Break the greedy nigga to say please instead
Out for self no doubt my mouth needs to be fed
Mad man
Always had a plan to win
Always thought about where I'd be standing in ten
Now it's been over 3,000 days and nights
Rolling through a Nation Ahead of Time And Space, right
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me
[Verse 3]
Nowadays I'm feeling like muscle with armor
With the hustle with drama
Too much hating on the plantation for this farmer
I'm feeling it
Suckers hating my affiliates
Idiots
Don't even know what getting money really is
Don't even know the Mastamind you dealin' with
What part of the game is it
When I start killin' shit
I murder for mine
Through the dirt I grind
Just dust myself off
And keep trying to work mine
Come on
[Chorus]
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the root of all evil pay pay me
Million dollar dreams are made of these
It takes Gs to motivate me
It's gon' to take a [?]
I let the Wicket Shit pay me