24hrs - Dreams lyrics

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24hrs - Dreams lyrics

[Intro: 24HRS] Lil ni**as gotta sit down, or get down Yeah [Verse 1: 24HRS] '24 Chevy, this sh*t for the big dogs Lil dog you sit down, my dog keep big rounds "20, I wanna lick you like you ice cream" Fell in love with marijuana, I'm a big fiend I take cash under my wing 'cause my dog got potential Bad b*tch, independent, why would I control her? Money getting larger and it feel I'm getting older I just poured a four in a pineapple soda Jimmy Carter ATL, we used to run the big door Me and Ricky ruled back when we would do the kick though [?] that's a big Glock, and I respect that Money where my mouth at, and lately that's where my check at My ni**as never been the type to try to back down Vibes at the crib, dollar sign in the background "20 you know YG, can we go to Bompton?" [Chorus: 24HRS] Too much McQueen, it's gon' really turn to something Believe in your dreams, you could really turn to something Too much McQueen, it's gon' really turn to something Believe in your dreams, you could really turn to something [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Okay, got 'em upset Half a hundred M's, that's in one check If you ain't talking money, switch the subject If you ain't talking money, switch the subject Only rep the gang, that's one set Knew she was a hoe, she just ain't done it yet If you ain't talking money, switch the subject, yeah Convertible Vette, got my name in the headrest Put my feet up, smoking a J, let my legs rest Shorty say I'm on her mind, headset You and her su*k me up, y'all both neck and neck You get mad when I cuss you out in public Could have that life, it's the hustle you in love with Every other day, make sure the bank get deposits All blue ragtop riding down [?] [Chorus: 24HRS & (Wiz Khalifa)] Too much McQueen, it's gon' really turn to something (Rose gold AP and that b*tch bussin') Believe in your dreams, you could really turn to something ([?] and KK, just got it through customs) Too much McQueen, it's gon' really turn to something (Seven hundred horses wanna race? I'ma dust 'em) Believe in your dreams, you could really turn to something (All my lowriders sittin' up like it's doing crunches)