VERSE 2 (MR MONE)

And all the ass that we kissed just for folks to do us favors
Might've had some grits but it really wasn't shit on our table
And mostly all my problems came from being frustrated
All my friends had garages but we ain't even have a basement
Something missing and that word is called stability
Why are we in the dark,why we ain't got no electricity
Knowing the neighbors sick of me knocking wanting to borrow something
Just until tomorrow even though they know it's never coming
And Pops forever running,the life of a drug dealer
But let me fuck around and blow up,won't be no love nigga
Shit got me heartless ,this fucked up apartment
But I ain't gone sell my soul cause the Lord is who I'm truly with
Problems I deal with cause I know some got it worse
Though I wish the hand that I was dealt was a Royal Flush
Bill collectors calling us but what for we ain't got no money
Talking about some payment arrangements yall people sounding funny

HOOK:
I'll be dreamin,dreamin
Money,Cars and Clothes everywhere
I'll be dreamin,dreamin'
Knowing that some day I'll be there