(Intro) I had a dream last night Swimming in money Chilling with Jesus Christ Yea yeeaa yo I have a dream I was swimming in money Yea yeeaa yo I have a dream I was swimming in money (Verse 1: Tommy Lee Sparta) Step pon the bloodclaat road Oh baby I don't know Mi clarks lace up and mi gun dem loud Suh no ramp wid mi bloodclaat food Hustle hard as a sayan goes Like there's no tomorrow Hustle hard, mi feeling bro Fi wi dawgs dem no greet wid ho (Chorus) We riding Ferrari We driving Bugatti Wid the hot s**y gyal dem weh naughty Hmmmmmm Benz punanny In a yard mi waan 10 Audi Waan cut the rims of cardi And mi nah trouble nobody Suh no try trouble no yaardie Send money quick and run off the click 9mil plug in the chip Dem bwoy deh a nobody Run in wi mash up the party (Verse 2: Tommy Lee Sparta) From Jamaica, New York, Canada to Brixton F–ked type a specie wi no yes man Never left the rubber grip mi hip it rest pon Big up the real bad gyal dem weh love real badman Hustling mi seh, hustling alone mi know And no bwoy cyaa tame mi, a no suh mi grow Mi dream seh mi own bout 10 brinks van And mi don't waan wake up out a the dream land (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 3: Tommy Lee Sparta) And dem no know mi Heartless body man roll wid Any bwoy feel dem badder than me And madder than me try show mi Ref wid the clip dem coded Ra** mi K meck hi loaded Any bwoy feel dem badder than me And madder than me try show mi And dem no know mi Heartless body man roll wid Any bwoy feel dem badder than me And madder than me try show mi Ref wid the clip dem coded Ra** mi K meck hi loaded Any bwoy feel dem badder than me And madder than me try show mi (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Intro)