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[Intro] You ever watch a dream manifest? It's nothing like it DC 2 [Verse 1] If you ain't got a dream, you ain't got nothing A lot of n*ggas changed on me when I got money Said it came with the game, and this what I wanted So I'ma hustle like the first time I got fronted For the love of the green and the love of the team Put together a circle that couldn't come in between Went from lint in my pockets to using money machines I got my city back popping and they don't want me to leave No they don't want me to leave But I gotta go and get it though Time is money and I'm on a mission though Papa gotta eat, n*ggas shooting right around my mama way Cops run in my sister crib, I swear I gotta find a way Tryna touch a million dollars and I'm like a dime away Never asked a n*gga for a hand, I'd always grind away Write my little raps, smoke my little weed Sold a little crack just to fund my little needs I was sixteen getting on my little knees Asking the lord please help me get a little cheese It was hard out, same time it was (?) In the jungle where n*ggas will rip your heart out Cold summers where n*ggas'll probably starve out Wanna be a kingpin from watching n*ggas ball out Couldn't blame us, they was tryna chain us But we was tryna fix the roof leak while it was raining We was tryna keep the house warm when winter came in But they rather detain us, locked us in cells, restrained as the razors, Animals go in cages That's what the slave masters told the workers when they slaved us [Hook x2] Small city, big dreams I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen Since I was sixteen I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen [Verse 2] Rock man told us "The sun don't shine" You know if his daddy hustled then his son gon' grind His father was locked up, now his son doing time When certain n*ggas get to starving, know that gun gon' shine Two felonies on his record, he got one more time Get that, picture that, he don't want no job Lost hope, some n*ggas don't even want no God They just want a little money just to come through fly 'Cause nobody never listens to the broke n*gga 'Cause when you broke, you considered as a joke n*gga If you a joke, you considered as a ho n*gga And no n*gga wanna live life living poor n*gga Small city, big dreams I been waiting for this day since I was sixteen Selling white girl, I'm talking Christine Young boy with dreams of touching that big screen [Hook x2] Small city, big dreams I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen Since I was sixteen I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen |