Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dollar and a Dream III , by - J. Cole. Release date: 26.09.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dollar and a Dream III |
| Hey, I gotta dollar and a dream, that’s all a nigga got |
| So if it’s 'bout that cream, then I’m all up in the spot |
| I got a dollar and a dream, just a dollar and a dream |
| Cole, walk with a nigga, I give you my pain |
| So much on my mind, I wonder how it fit in my brain |
| Scattered thoughts, dark secrets lead me to a blacker heart |
| Life can’t get any worse, Stevie with his glasses off |
| 'Cause I still don’t see hope, lookin' for a quick fix |
| When everyone I see is broke, get lost in weed smoke |
| Knowin' it make it worse, thoughts roam uncontrollably |
| Barely trustin' niggas, over a decade they been knowin' me |
| Shit, life at the bottom, nobody but God got em' |
| They say he wouldn’t leave me, yet I’m fallin' like it’s Autumn |
| Tell me, what do you do just when you’re on your last dollar |
| And the stress of this mess you in can make your ass holla? |
| Do you fold, grow bitter and grow cold? |
| No longer fightin', now the only thing you grow is old |
| Or do you flip that fuckin' dollar to a dream? |
| Whether a scholar or a fiend, watch a pawn become a king |
| Cole! |
| Young nigga with his jeans low |
| Nice guy, just got a mean flow |
| Never seen rich but he’s seen poor |
| Mr. Dollar and a Dream in case she know |
| That’s all a nigga got |
| So if it’s 'bout that cream, then I’m all up in the spot |
| I got a dollar and a dream, just a dollar and a dream |
| Yeah, armed and ready, you niggas strung out, you spaghetti |
| Ya paper, confetti, small time, y’all on one, I’m on mine |
| You logged off 'cause I’m online, small talk from small minds |
| I wanna buy the mall but there ain’t shit in this small town |
| This where I get my dough |
| My niggas make sure the money right and then I rip the show |
| I run the town they tried to call me underground |
| I spun around like, you wish |
| Homie my backpack Louis, now watch just how I do this |
| I got the nerds rappin' hard shit, dummies rappin' smart shit |
| Mozart meets Humphrey Bogart with this from the heart shit |
| Play your part, life is but a dream for me |
| I get a flash of nightmares when niggas scheme on me |
| It’s hard to see my enemies, who infiltrated my team |
| I take a step back and notice that things ain’t what they seem |
| That’s when a nigga refocus, yeah I turn on them high beams |
| I got that red dot waitin', I’m wastin' your whole regime |
| I wish a nigga would, boy you can’t out-smart me |
| I let you feel like you the shit, but boy you can’t out-fart me |
| Ya never have it, I know you want what I got |
| But nigga you ain’t me, but you are what I’m not |
| And that’s a phony ass, lonely ass, Cole is what you know me as |
| But we far from homies, if you know my mama, you know me |
| If ya don’t then well I’m sorry, you should get to know Kay |
| Man she been workin' too hard, I should send her a bouquet |
| My goal this year is a real one, gonna stack a million |
| And as soon as I do, Mama that 9 to 5 is through |
| And I know I ain’t been callin', but I’m thinkin' 'bout you |
| And all the shit that you been through |
| My girl and then my brother too |
| 'Cause this life gets hard on this road, yeah it’s true |
| I don’t never tell you how much I be stressin', but I do |
| But I suck it up for who? |
| My fans and my mans |
| Who probably never ever had this type of lifestyle in they plans |
| Hoppin' in and out of vans, on the buses, on the planes |
| Gettin' brain from a bitch and thinkin' «Goddamn, what’s her name?» |
| Sometimes I just shake my head and tell myself this is a shame |
| And then my other side kick in like, «Bitch, don’t be so fuckin' lame» |
| Dang, what a life, another day, another night |
| At times this shit is all blurry, pray and hope that God heard me |
| Just for those prayin' for me, man I know that y’all worry |
| But I ain’t never failed and you can bet I never will |
| Cole! |
| Young nigga with his jeans low |
| Nice guy, just got a mean flow |
| Never seen rich but he’s seen poor |
| Mr. Dollar and a dream in case she ain’t know |
| Hey, I gotta dollar and a dream, that’s all a nigga got |
| So if it’s 'bout that cream, then I’m all up in the spot |
| I got a dollar and a dream, just a dollar and a dream |
| Hey, 'cause nigga that’s life, and trust me I’m livin' |
| Look what a nigga made out the shit that I was given |
| Look what a nigga made out |
| Look what a nigga made out |
| Got a dollar and a dream |
| Three |