Ace Hood - Dreamer lyrics

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Now I've been through so much shit in my
Life dog and I can't take it
And I can see my goals right
In front of my eyes
Dog and I'm gonna make it
And you can bet your bottom dollar, that
I won't quit, no, no, no, not me
And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and
Remain on my grind, yeah

Triple black whip em in the city day dreaming
Sipping while I’m trippin’ duckin’
Behind the tinted leanin’
Ridin’ in the 2012, hell they ain't seen it
Rolly on an arm, louboutin, thanks Neiman
Throwing deuces to my niggas when I ride by
Pistol on me
See my haters through my side eye
I just drive by, all my bitches top notch
Reminiscing how I'm living, boy does time fly
In a state of mind on Interstate 9-5
In conversation with guys who stay
In suit and ties 7 figures
I'd figured that I would beat the odds
Sorry, that's your lady fucking
Other nigga broads
Never mind me I'm just a black man
Let them tell it I won't make
It unless I'm light skinned
Say my past is jealous of all my future plans
Cause, I'm 7 figures up, they say I never can
I'm involved with them conversations
So when they talking phantoms I
Just might elaborate it
Dream chasing, fuck haters, mama crib gated
Cool lady, crusadin' up in 2 ladies
Had 2 babies looking like they damn daddy
Still at it, the swag is so illmatic
It's so illmatic
I'm day dreaming the instrumental
Is real magic
Now I've been through so much shit in my
Life dog and I can't take it
And I can see my goals right
In front of my eyes
Dog and I'm gonna make it
And you can bet your bottom dollar, that
I won't quit, no, no, no, not me
And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and
Remain on my grind, yeah

Back at it, feenin’ like crack addicts
Doing your main lady, I'm sorry
It's bad habit's
She in love with the life, I deliver the pipe
I'm addicted to money I usually say it twice
Yeah lord blessed me in the major way
Negotiation with money my only major pain
Now my lady's problems ain't that damn bad
Went from time to find a
Dollar to them brown bags
Now it's Louie 50 pattern every hand bag
Ask my lady, she gonna do whatever I desire
Grip that ass like a brand
New pair work pliers
Getting hotter now my show
Priced twice higher
Jeep wagon Asanti’s on 26" tires
Riding with a Asian bitch
Who love street fighters, yeah
23 I've been through hell and back
Still I promise mama
I’ma bring that money back

Now I've been through so much shit in my
Life dog and I can't take it
And I can see my goals right
In front of my eyes
Dog and I'm gonna make it
And you can bet your bottom dollar, that
I won't quit, no, no, no, not me
And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and
Remain on my grind, yeah