DayDreaming2 Lyrics

Been gone for minute was years I went missing but still on my mission, Aye

I'm handling business against opposition remained optimistic, Yay

While JL was whipping up beats in the kitchen he selling like chicken

I eat up them bitches and spit out these lyrics got damn it I missed this, Hell Yea

Back to starving artist trying my damn hardest getting this shit started, Boy

I said 2020 I feel somewhat dummy guess my vision blurry, Darn it

Seeing double income that shit wasn't enough since the prices been up, Way up

That's why I do this shit like the kids I grew up with hoping raps lucrative

Daydreaming bout what we want

All day, All day, All day I stay scheming, Stay scheming

All day, All day, All day I'm daydreaming

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches yea

Woohoo, Bring me out of the trenches if you dare

Never gonna, never gonna break me

Woohoo, From the rag to the riches

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches yea

Woohoo

It's a struggle just to get from where I am

Never gonna, never gonna break me

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches

If I want gold on my wrist I'm gone get it, get it flex on them hoes

Some ice so cold round my neck it's frostbitten, bitten chain sub zero

Now I'm rapping trying to uphold an image, image say cheese

Clothes gotta drip but won't catch me slipping, slipping

Cuz I'm a bringing the machete ready to behead anybody who want me dead

Money on heads

Nobody wanna lose while we chase paper like a gust of wind, knocked out my hands

Twenties, Fifties, Hundreds, now I'm running up my money again, in a full sprint

Guess that's why it's called 'Chase Bank' and I'm banking on making them checks

We getting fed

All day, All day, All day I stay scheming, Stay scheming

All day, All day, All day I'm daydreaming, D!rtyboy

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches yea

Woohoo, Bring me out of the trenches if you dare

Never gonna, never gonna break me

Woohoo, From the rag to the riches

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches yea

Woohoo

It's a struggle just to get from where I am

Never gonna, never gonna break me

Woohoo, From the rags to the riches

If I want gold on my wrist I'm gone get it

Some ice so cold round my neck it's frostbitten

Clothes gotta drip but you won't catch me slipping

Now that I'm rapping trying to uphold an image