Big Dreams

You ever watch a dream manifest?

Real life

It's nothing like it

DC2

If you ain't got a dream you ain't go nothin'

A lot of **** changed on me when I got money

Said it come with the game and this is what I wanted

So Imma hustle like the first time I got fronted

For the love of the green and the love of the team

Put together a circle that couldn't come in between

Went from lint in my pockets to using money machines

I got my city back popping

And they don't want me to leave

No they don't want me to leave

But I gotta go and get it though

Time is money and I'm on a mission though

Papi gotta eat

**** shooting right around my mama way

Cops run in my sister crib

I swear I gotta find a way

Tryna touch a million dollars

And I'm like a dime away

Never ask a **** for a handout

I would grind away

Write my little raps, smoke my little weed

Sold a little crack just to fund my little needs

I was sixteen getting on my little knees

Asking the Lord please help me get a little cheese

It was hard out same time it was yard out

In the jungle where **** will rip your heart out

Cold summers where ****'ll probably starve out

Wanna be a kingpin from watching **** ball out

Could you blame us, they was tryna chain us

But we was tryna fix the roof leak when it was raining

We was tryna keep the house warm

When winter came in

But they rather detain us

Locked us in cells with strangers to raise us

But animals go in cages

That's what the slave masters

Told the workers when they slaved us

(Small city, small city)

(Big Dreams, big dreams)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen, sixteen)

(Since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(Small city, small city)

(Big Dreams, big dreams)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen, sixteen)

(Since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen)

R.O.C. man told us, "Sun don't shine"

You know if his daddy hustlin'

Then his son gon' grind

His father was locked up

Now his son doin' time

When certain **** get to starving

Know that gun gon' shine

Two felonies on his record

He got one more time

Get an app, picture that, he don't want no job

Lost hope, some **** don't even want no God

They just want a little money just to come through fly

'Cause nobody never listens to the broke ****

'Cause when you broke

You considered as a joke ****

If you a joke, you considered as a ho ****

And no **** wanna live life living poor ****

Small city, big dreams

I been waiting for this day since I was sixteen

Selling white girl, I'm talking Christine

Young boy with dreams of touching that big screen

(Big screen, big screen, big screen)

(Small city, small city)

(Big Dreams, big dreams)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen, sixteen)

(Since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(Small city, small city)

(Big Dreams, big dreams)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen, sixteen)

(Since I was sixteen, sixteen)

(I been waiting on this day since I was sixteen, sixteen)