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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Payroll Giovanni & Cardo
Payroll Giovanni & Cardo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dior Giovanni Petty
Dior Giovanni Petty
Composer
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Composer
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Payroll Giovanni & Cardo
Payroll Giovanni & Cardo
Producer
Antonio "Atone" Turner
Antonio "Atone" Turner
Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
For when that deal ain't work, I said, fuck rap
Then I thought about how far I came and said, fuck that
It's either this or I'ma pump packs
Front crack and cut no slack
Way ahead of ****
Your future to me, a throwback
[Verse 2]
I could move a hunnid right now
Shit, where the load at?
Gotta play a part, all that leachin', I don't condone that
Is he really real or he lame?
Money expose that
Used to have my mama whip my work
Where the stove at?
Fiends knockin' at the door
Granny like control that
Mane on my line with a sale, like where the O's at?
[Verse 3]
Bad news, I only got two left
Had ten but them other eight O's just left
Had to stay fresh after shit got right
Had to loosen up some things, man, shit got tight
Servin' dimes all day and fat nicks at night
I'll be damed if I'm bummy and my kicks ain't nice
All these comparisons embarrassin'
**** must be lacin' they blunts up with heroin
Used to bag work at the Sheraton, don't answer the door
Whether shit fast or slow, I just go with the flow, you know?
[Verse 4]
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
[Verse 5]
Look, look
I said, pocket full of knots, basement full of blocks
Long live Roc, top down, jammin' 'Pac
Hey, how long will they mourn me?
It's for the, it's for the hustlin' **** only
[Verse 6]
Look, it ain't no secret, I'm addicted to cars
I got a bitch out in the D that look like Nicki Minaj
Gotta smile in the A, shit it came with a lake
Bought my first seven grams, started scrapin' the plate
[Verse 7]
I took a nine out by the brick and re-rocked that up
Then them **** start complainin'
Think I hit it too much
Dope so money 'fore we can't get that back
Drop head Maybach, I'ma order it black
[Verse 8]
Got designer on my feet, B's on my seats
Lil' water, lil' soda, watch me mix the concrete
Front some **** cross town, I make money while I sleep
Call my hood the buffet, ****, everybody eat
[Verse 9]
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
[Verse 10]
I'm just livin', wearin' linen with diamonds hittin'
On villas with exotic women, we tequila sippin'
Used to be stuck on the block with limited vision
Settlin' for less, now **** mad at my progress
[Verse 11]
They rather see me fightin' a case
Instead of walkin' in the club, 'bout to buy me a case
Like, y'all outta Dom P? Fuck it, then give me Ace
**** showin' love with hate written on they face
[Verse 12]
Feedin' my lady steak at some five star spot
Just left the car lot
Wait till you see the car I just got
Dodgin' cases like The Matrix, these days I just pray
Like stop lettin' my friends get caught with cocaine
[Verse 13]
Stickin' and movin' like a boxer
I knew it was a crime, but they just made a Bentley truck
Your honor
And I gotta push it through the scene
With stacks bulgin' all through my jeans
A **** tryna live a dopeman's dream
[Verse 14]
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
I want the diamond chains, the diamond rings
And all the nice shit the game bring
I want the fastest cars, the baddest broads
I'm tryna live a dopeman's dream
Written by: Dior Giovanni Petty, Jay Jenkins, Ronald LaTour
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