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sean falyon - dream come true lyrics

[verse 1]
i want a big bag of money
i been working hard as f-ck
they say you’ll never make it big
you should probably give up
my mama say you getting older and your -ss need insurance
but the drums drown her out
while i’m thinking ’bout this chorus
yeah,sixteen bars laid to the right beat
take a n-gga out of here, then my family all can eat
maybe my girl will stop trippin’
once she sees that green
then those smart -ss remarks
will have us f-ckin’ up the sheets
i want a benz n-gga
just to ride out on these haters
want a crib in hollywood hills
and a house out in barbados
no stress or nosey -ss neighbors
$100 tip to the waiter
and he only brought us water
who gives a f-ck, n-gga i made it
flying private jets,hotel suites
countin’ racks overseas
yen,euro,dollar when i land exchanging currency
appointed translators,women different flavors
not these local hoes fascinated by these trips to vegas

[hook]
i love what i do
i love what i do

you get to the money
n-gga you’d love this sh-t to
im talkin’ rain,sleet or sunny
im grindin’ hard it ain’t funny
wake up to big bags of money
it’s like a dream come true

dream come true 8x

i’ts like a dream

[verse 2]

don’t wake me up
don’t wake me up
if im dreamin’ let me sleep
so many o’s in my bank account
watch em’ read it and weep
i want my money so tall
watch me stack it , stack it
they telling me ball till you fall
but that won’t happen,happen
open my eyes to a different time zone
timepiece with no ice on
sh-t for the price i paid
it should talk,cook,clean and write my songs
they say im spending foolish
they say my life’s a movie
but none of my n-ggas actin’ if you thinkin’ bout shootin’
never reckless just protected
f-ck that jewelry let’s talk investing
watch that money flip double
as i recline in the owner section
my feet up like it’s the crib
i just show em how to live
in a couple years they’ll teach a cl-ss
on how i did it,did it

[hook]

i love what i do
i love what i do

you get to the money
n-gga you’d love this sh-t to
im talkin’ rain,sleet or sunny
im grindin’ hard it ain’t funny
wake up to big bags of money
it’s like a dream come true

dream come true 8x

i’ts like a dream

[outro]

stackin’ all this money up to blow it , blow it

yeah,yeah,yeah

- sean falyon lyrics

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