Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream
I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team.
Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
I lost my connection with my woman
Two thousand one born a son of a gun
If ive told u once i told u a thousand times,
Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive
The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
Shits so fire its a one thousand degrees
Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams
I work hard, nigga put in work
I ain't trynna be forward
Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you
There's like a thousand problems to do
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