This is a song about "Thousand dolla work"

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