Kirko Bangz

Kirko Bangz - Million Dollar Dreams

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Young nigga with a mind of his own

He the man of the house but he 15 years old

Gotta plan to get out but he ain't got nowhere to go

Hanging with the old heads cause they tell him he can roll

They don't see him as a man, they see him as lil bro

He don't see them as his friends, he see them as big bros

So whatever they tell him, he will it for show

He doing dirt he'd never do if his daddy was home

But see his mama dating woman now, got her son tripping out

He don’t even wanna come home with all his niggas now

He embarrassed but it's buried in his soul

When they wonder why he snapping all the time slamming doors

Calling his sister a hoe, she tells him listen lil bro

Mama thinkin' cause she gay that you dont love her no more

Say I never asked for the life she shows

I hope I get a little piece around here when I go

Go to sleep having million dollar dreams

That's something you can't take away from me

Go to sleep havin million dollar dreams

That's something you can't take away from me

You can't take away from me,

Yeah, he gettin' older, mind gettin' bolder

He divising them plans so his pockets get swoll up

Gun holder, never need a holster,

He don't shoot for fun, he don't never need a poster

Call his home boys up and tell them that it's over

Them niggas done tried him for the last time, rolling

On his enemies, for this winner cheese

And they tell him need a gun but he put it in his jeans

Young soldier, about to grow up

Knowing that he should throw the gun when the cops show up

But he got pride shit, too much pride to take it up out his pocket

And not pop shit, so he popped one, popped two,

And pop again whenever the cops came through

Next thing you know he was sitting in the cell

Eyes closed, saying this shit to himself

Go to sleep having million dollar dreams

That's something you can't take away from me

Go to sleep having million dollar dreams

That's something you can't take away from me

You can't take away from me,

When he was locked, the whole fam tried to talk to him

Told people he was innocent and vouched for him

They went to visit, he ain't even come out for them

Never wrote them back, and they never got a call from him

And after that they was still feeling sorry for them

His mama was a wishful thinker so she bought a car for him

She would cry every day pray to god she thinking it's her fault cause it was her gun that he pulled

She can't blame herself, he don't blame himself

He blames her for keeping him from his famous self

He figured that he would be playing for the Bulls

Vacation with the fam on a beach playing pool

A year later his mama was at the store

When a drunk man came and gunned her to the floor

She died instantly like it was meant to be

And home boy was getting out the pen 10 in a week

Yeah, see we all got million dollar dream

For that, we tend to forget about the people who love us the most

You know what I'm saying?

Can't forget your fam, can't forget your friends on the road to glory

Cause as easy as god put them in your life, they could be gone.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei

Thanks to Edward for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Edward for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to zach for correcting these lyrics

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