This is a song about "Million dollar dream"

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

Spend so much mula, checks in the million

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Step out into a million fans,

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Dedicate my time , to the dollar sign

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time