VERSE 2 (MR MONE) And all the a** that we kissed just for folks to do us favors Might've had some grits but it really wasn't sh** on our table And mostly all my problems came from being frustrated All my friends had garages but we ain't even have a basement Something missing and that word is called stability Why are we in the dark,why we ain't got no electricity Knowing the neighbors sick of me knocking wanting to borrow something Just until tomorrow even though they know it's never coming And Pops forever running,the life of a drug dealer But let me f** around and blow up,won't be no love n***a sh** got me heartless ,this f**ed up apartment But I ain't gone sell my soul cause the Lord is who I'm truly with Problems I deal with cause I know some got it worse Though I wish the hand that I was dealt was a Royal Flush Bill collectors calling us but what for we ain't got no money Talking about some payment arrangements yall people sounding funny HOOK: I'll be dreamin,dreamin Money,Cars and Clothes everywhere I'll be dreamin,dreamin' Knowing that some day I'll be there