This is a song about "Money dreams bitches"

I'm why baby mamas leave

Welcome to our dreams

Gotta be something for me write this

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Can you decipher my dreams

Can barely walk the city streets

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets