Dreamer

[Intro: Tweezie]

And so I'm a dreamer

And so I'm a dreamer

[Hook: Tweezie]

Now all I do is ball

Now all I do is ball

Now all I do is ball

Cause I ain't end up in that ah-ah-aisle

Now all I do is ball

Now all I do is ball

Now all I do is ball

Cause I ain't end up in that oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Maino]

How you want it, how you want it

All I see is Ghosts and Phantoms, my life haunted

How you want it, how you want it

Started from the bottom, I made it barely with nothing

Now I'm waking up when I (feel like it)

Going by when I (feel like it)

Fly where ever I (feel like it)

Wino (cause I feel like it)

I went to sleep with them Bugatti dreams

Shorty got a dirty mouth, but that punani clean

Talking rags to riches, diamonds on ashy wristses

Models and actresses, now they the average bitches

Yeah, you now rolling with the mafia

Matte black Ghost, biscuit in and ride with us

[Pre-Hook: Tweezie]

So I'm a dreamer

I want it all, man I come from the bottom

I ain't had nothing at all

And so I'm a dreamer

I want it all

Man I be going off

Cause I ain't going back to poor

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]

I had a dream, Martin Luther King

I was Pablo Escobar when he got them things

I was Michael Jordan when he got them rings

I was Usain Bolt when he got them chains

I was Vince Carter on the fast break

Marley, on his last take

Puff, when he had Ma$e

All we had was hope, all we had was dope

Look at the crib, look at the boat

Look at the car, baby, watch it grow wings

They say when you make money, you gon' lose friends

Well fuck em all, motherfuck them all

We was never friends anyway, nigga watch me ball

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: B.o.B.]

When you come from where we come from

You get used to feeling hunger

You get used to the feeling of pain

The villan that reigns, of being a number

These influences that I'm under

These phone bills that I run up

From the Netherlands to downtown Japan

To Australia pimping down under

You can probably tell that I'm high

By the way a nigga fell from the sky

Every story that I tell, you can tell if it's real

You can tell if it's not

You can tell that I lived every moment

Most niggas gonna try to sell you a plot

You can tell that the fucks that I don't give

Never went broke since I failed junior high

How ironic is it, you like, wow, that's some decision

But look at how I came up, that's what they call commitment

By far no competition to a nigga's disposition

How ya want it, how ya want it?

Bitch, I flaunt it cause I did it

Ya bish!

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]