Hopes & Dreams (feat. Nipsey Hussle)

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 Long money, hopes and dreams
 Always be around them niggas with paper but got your own money
 It's yo' world, buy this drink for you girl
 You said, "Tell the DJ play this song for me"
 Here's my number 'case you ever need company
 Better weed tons of drink, love the way I dress, let her rub my ink
 Hell yeah, I'm fly, that's why they all beneath, me
 That money fall and she make dough
 I'm giving her all she can take though
 And you know we ball, but this ain't no game no
 I'm spending it all 'cause that's what we came for
 Yeah, that's what we came for
 Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets low (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah)
 Foot on the gas when I see you yeah 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
 Look, look
 Dickies shorts and Rolex watches
 I'm smoking while she dancin' topless
 I think lil' mama think she down
 Told me that she strips, so she could pay her way through college
 Bricks of money like I robbed a bank
 At my table wrapped in plastic with a gang of drank
 Fuck what you think
 I'm gon' throw this money 'cause that's why we came
 That money fall and she make dough (yeah)
 I'm giving her all she can take though
 And you know we ball, but this ain't no game no
 I'm spending it all 'cause that's what we came for
 Yeah, that's what we came for
 Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets low (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah)
 Foot on the gas when I see you yeah 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
 And all them other hoes competing, they ain't even comin' close, (close), close, (close), close, (close), close (yeah)
 Foot on the gas when I see you yeah 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
 Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips
 You a big girl, you buy your own shit
 Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip
 No leasing yours, you like to own shit
 So rich, the one them niggas hate, the bitches wanna go with (go with, go with, go with)
 I'm buyin O's like it's Wheel of Fortune
 Feeling flawless, living lawless, yeah
 Throwing my money when I see you every time she gettin' low (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah)
 Foot on the gas when I see you yeah 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
 And all them other hoes competing, they ain't even comin' close, (close), close, (close), close, (close), close (yeah)
 Foot on the gas when I see you yeah 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
 I'm throwing money up and watching her go round and round
 Watching her go round and round
 I'm throwing money up and watching it come down, come down
 It come down, come down
 Or we can go to my house, or we can go to your crib
 We can jump in your car, you can see how I live
 But I'm still throwing money up
 So much I'm losing count, can't count
 So much I'm losing count, can't count
 Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout