This is a song about "Dreaming big"

But still be dreaming bout you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

I wish that i was sleeping in my bed cozy just dreaming

But life is so terrific, tell them pinch me if i'm dreaming

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

She's green with jealousy, dreaming in lsd

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

Pop off i'm pistol peteing, hate my team just cause we dreaming