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Jdom - Dreams.Over.Money Intro Lyrics



Jdom - Dreams.Over.Money Intro Lyrics




Yeah, Yeah
Its Premeium Records
Elizabeth
Eastwick
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, running through the track at it
Put my fam on my back at it
Put my city on a track at it
Tryna show the world that there's more than average
Gotta do more than practice
Gotta show the world just what ya task is
Do more than asking

Yeah

Gotta show more do action
Figured you stuck cause you caught in captions
All American you more than captain
I'm just tryna see how long you lasting

Is you wit the stretch is u elastic
Can you stand the heat or is u plastic
Stuck in life or can you feel the magic
Is you flat or can you feel the static

All I really know is that I'm back at it
All we really got is stacks of baggage
Gotta unload and pace your balance
Gotta face dubs to make some Jackson's

Catch me swerving all through the traffic
On the 1n9 my clutch is tragic
I'm just saying gotta switch ya lane
If you feel like you in one that's crashing

All I really Know is that
I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

Im trynna get money make money make benz'
Get me some rare to see lenses
Im Back at it like a chemist
Catch me smiling out in Venice
I Runaway smooth from the premise
Im Killin my beat like i promise
She Hating my guts cause im honest
Ashing my blunts its finest
Passin it to the divinest
My heart is so black like an onyx
Im bagging a bitch w ebonics
She saying that shit is romantic
That pain in my chest is that chronic
Alotta ya moving robotic
Alotta ya moving the same
Heavy shit inside my vein
Henny shitted on my brain
Mess up the frame
Nothing remain
Nothing the same
And that shit real Im feeling the pain
She ending it over a petty thing
I overeacted a petty thing
But im back at it
Pussy got me like a crack addict
And the world its all mathematics
And the girl is all acrobatic
That a nigga just had to have it you know
Had to have it you know
She Asiatic
You Hate to see it
She made me grab it
You know

All I really Know is that
I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

Said I'm back at it like craftmatics
Fully automatic, cause static
Could cause havoc
Nigga my mob deep shit my squad deep
Huh you can't harm me you a bitch nigga probly
You can't guard me nigga 1 on 1 I'm like Kyrie I'm too godly
Listen

Ayo the arm leg leg or arm
Godbody drop bombs like it's Vietnam
No viacom on and on to the break of dawn
I'm the don i ain't gotta floss what the f*ck im on

Stay real remain humble all I gatta do is get fly the name dumbo
All you tryna do is get by that shit dumb tho
All I gatta do is point god (guard) I'm like rondo

Then it's off wit ya head
Tryna outshine those who often in bed
Tryna show love but they hating instead
Niggas faking instead where the f*ck is my bread

Flexing for the gram ass
Get knocked wit a gram thinking u badass
Bagdad mad grass rotate pass that
Been had that her next year was her last bag
This right here is my last drag
I gatta quit, quiet dope I gatta spit
I gatta stack quotables they gatta hit
I'm in the zone audible I gatta split

Shit ma I'm tryna f*ck
Bounce like 64s in the lining of my truck
Grab a philly, crack the lining of the dutch
Top sinner non winner but my niggas give me luck

My niggas give me luck
My niggas give me luck

Its Preme Team Nigga

You know we back at it
Know we back at it
Know we back at it nigga

Preme, Preme team
Know we back at it
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English

Yeah, Yeah
Its Premeium Records
Elizabeth
Eastwick
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, running through the track at it
Put my fam on my back at it
Put my city on a track at it
Tryna show the world that there's more than average
Gotta do more than practice
Gotta show the world just what ya task is
Do more than asking

Yeah

Gotta show more do action
Figured you stuck cause you caught in captions
All American you more than captain
I'm just tryna see how long you lasting

Is you wit the stretch is u elastic
Can you stand the heat or is u plastic
Stuck in life or can you feel the magic
Is you flat or can you feel the static

All I really know is that I'm back at it
All we really got is stacks of baggage
Gotta unload and pace your balance
Gotta face dubs to make some Jackson's

Catch me swerving all through the traffic
On the 1n9 my clutch is tragic
I'm just saying gotta switch ya lane
If you feel like you in one that's crashing

All I really Know is that
I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

Im trynna get money make money make benz'
Get me some rare to see lenses
Im Back at it like a chemist
Catch me smiling out in Venice
I Runaway smooth from the premise
Im Killin my beat like i promise
She Hating my guts cause im honest
Ashing my blunts its finest
Passin it to the divinest
My heart is so black like an onyx
Im bagging a bitch w ebonics
She saying that shit is romantic
That pain in my chest is that chronic
Alotta ya moving robotic
Alotta ya moving the same
Heavy shit inside my vein
Henny shitted on my brain
Mess up the frame
Nothing remain
Nothing the same
And that shit real Im feeling the pain
She ending it over a petty thing
I overeacted a petty thing
But im back at it
Pussy got me like a crack addict
And the world its all mathematics
And the girl is all acrobatic
That a nigga just had to have it you know
Had to have it you know
She Asiatic
You Hate to see it
She made me grab it
You know

All I really Know is that
I'm back at it, know that I'm back at it
Add up the stock it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You Know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

I'm back at it, stuck like a crack addict
Add up the change it's mathematics
Never looking back at it
You know You know
I'm back at it you know, you know
I'm back at it you know, you know

Said I'm back at it like craftmatics
Fully automatic, cause static
Could cause havoc
Nigga my mob deep shit my squad deep
Huh you can't harm me you a bitch nigga probly
You can't guard me nigga 1 on 1 I'm like Kyrie I'm too godly
Listen

Ayo the arm leg leg or arm
Godbody drop bombs like it's Vietnam
No viacom on and on to the break of dawn
I'm the don i ain't gotta floss what the f*ck im on

Stay real remain humble all I gatta do is get fly the name dumbo
All you tryna do is get by that shit dumb tho
All I gatta do is point god (guard) I'm like rondo

Then it's off wit ya head
Tryna outshine those who often in bed
Tryna show love but they hating instead
Niggas faking instead where the f*ck is my bread

Flexing for the gram ass
Get knocked wit a gram thinking u badass
Bagdad mad grass rotate pass that
Been had that her next year was her last bag
This right here is my last drag
I gatta quit, quiet dope I gatta spit
I gatta stack quotables they gatta hit
I'm in the zone audible I gatta split

Shit ma I'm tryna f*ck
Bounce like 64s in the lining of my truck
Grab a philly, crack the lining of the dutch
Top sinner non winner but my niggas give me luck

My niggas give me luck
My niggas give me luck

Its Preme Team Nigga

You know we back at it
Know we back at it
Know we back at it nigga

Preme, Preme team
Know we back at it
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Writer: Gary Precila, Hairol Santos, Jeffrey Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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