Quavo - Migo Dreams lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill] Started with a dollar and dream From riding Impala with them things To driving Ferraris with them wings, n***a Young rich n***as, Migo, Meek Milly [Verse 1: Meek Mill & (Quavo)] Slide in the p**y like a surfboard k**ing these n***as get a hearse for 'em f** you n***as even sellin work for You next to tell put your chirp on Be the main reason p**y n***as gettin' murked for Little n***a, who you work for? Cause I came for the bosses I ain't for no losses You playin', it's dirt for 'em And I came from the first floor Gangbanging hoes like a turf war Then hit the road for my first tour My level went up to the third floor And I swerved on these hating n***as MIA with some Haitian n***as Bad b**hes keep takin' pictures I pulled up in that Wraith n***a like whoa! (Let me talk, Meek Mill) [Hook: Quavo] I bet you didn't know that my n***as make millions (bet you didn't know) It's sad to say some of my n***as convicted to prison (sad to say) When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down In a submarine underwater, you don't know how I'm feeling right now [Verse 2: Quavo] All of my life, I only wanted nothing but Franklin Touchdown on a f** n***a Make him tuck in his shell like he Franklin You and my n***as are not the same I jumped out the Lamb' like Bruce Wayne The ten-piece of chicken is on the way I told 'em Carlito to andale You see them new n***as in the back of the club Just look at them plottin' in conversations I know they don't know! I sent the Migos to come back to the bando for translation Camera rollin', Quavo Spike Lee Heroin black, look like Willie B If you do the coke, you gon' buy some skis If you in our trap, you gon' buy some ki's [Hook] [Verse 3: Takeoff] Young Takeoff, I am a professional Vegetarian, only eat vegetables I got some kush you can roll up And I got some kush you can eat that is edible Stretching the work like I'm Mr. Incredible You ain't never seen no work as flexible And I turn on the stove, and I'm whipping the brick For that pay my, n***a turn to Predator [Verse 4: Offset] I bet you didn't know I was twenty-two Win the judge ten times, what a miracle Me and my son identical, seventeen years old I had him I didn't know what to do I had to put food on the plate! Asking the Lord, "give a n***a some faith" Now when I wake up I look at my lake My foot on the pedal not touching the brake No chess but, n***a, I got me a check! [Hook]