Gilbere Forte - 100 Million Dreams lyrics

[Verse One: Emilio Rojas] I ain't stopping till I'm back up in it I ain't dropping and my cash unlimited I ain't Pac, then what the f** y'all sniffing? I been mopping all the tracks I'm hitting Beating it in all my featureless, freaking like I'm in a beef With 'em and they believe the kid's a f**ing egotist Because I'm secretive about my weaknesses Yeah, I don't gotta be shy, talk sh**, I don't gotta reply V-Neck on, I don't gotta be sly, I'm a man motherf**er I don't gotta be fly, I don't gotta keep buying The economy dying baby, I'mma be fine, wanna keep firing Then I'mma retire like I'mma chief, tired and give y'all the peace sign Profiterize, I'mma monopolize all the bullsh** that you done popularized Get up out the way or get hospitalized, there's a monster inside These are Godzilla's eyes, hit 'em with a shotgun and fire I don't play the victim, it's nice to ya side Better get it rocking like a mosh pit and die Than the middle of the stage and the crowd getting live In the side of the room by the bleachers, me first Everybody get an ether, beat up and they gon' be hurt Like they trying to get a uretha out of a urethra Pete arms, you can bet I'mma beast ya, we off on the mother that you reach for Forget it, I'mma dead 'em, I ain't sending 'em to heaven I'mma send 'em to the Devil so they can meet ya [Hook: Gilbere Forte] A 100 million, 100 million, a 100 million dreams A 100 million, 100 million, a 100 million more A 100 million, 100 million before I die A 100 million, 100 million, a 100 million dreams A 100 million, 100 million, a 100 million more A 100 million, 100 million, maybe now because tomorrow never dies [Verse Two: Emilio Rojas] I get paper, I don't even stress, I f** b**hes I ain't even met I get busy, I don't even sweat, I don't sleep so I don't need a bed I got a problem with my insomnia, now I walk around like I'm a zombie But I got a lot of chicks, I hit a lot of them All I want is one to make me proud of her, huh? I don't gotta be slick, I'm good, I don't gotta walk with anybody in a squad Or a clique because you can't really depend on anybody for sh** In the past, a couple of 'em been backing up and never standing up When all the cash would come, I never had to run 'cause I'm a man And none of your motherf**ers are ever much of a challenger Going out like a punk but the fans in love Blowing up, getting punched in front of the camera Why the f** would they laugh at ya? C'mon, I would rather have it happen for Hamilton Shouldn't get another chance, what we really got going is a dance Too smart for what we bombarded with, you a retarded kid at getting tats And I'm starting it, I got a wrong to fix and I be talking sh** On my New Yorker sh**, in the past, a rapper would had to work for to get a label To jerk 'em like they playing hard to get, ain't nobody out as raw as this And spit hard as this so now I'm targeted, they all little kids And I'm throwing darts and in the end, I be tossing 'em where the sharks will swim [Hook]