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717 Mafia – American Dreams lyrics
Old views and new faces they cold dudes and they stay hatin they been
Playin we paper chasin in a dream that just got no awakening and I've heard
The best and I've seen the worst, crash and burn is how this lifestyle
Works I've come up, and they've held me back, I'm a threat now, so I stay
Strapped, you can hate that I got more buzz, they'll be freaking on this
Tour bus, and sure 'nuff, I'll pour up, I ain't ever had no shortcuts. The
Score is up and I'm laced up, got zero words for you fake fucks, when I'm
Out on tour, don't say nothin I advise you step your game up. I done
Hustled hard so I eats good, I don't kill but I know that these beats
Could, from H-Town, to Meeks hood, they showin love and they holler when
The heats good "I'm On You" did big numbers, was the anthem and the tune
When it hit for summer, we pushin numbers, we saw it coming, only group
That could leave, and we stay buzzin, don't call me hoe, I'm not around,
Just hit my jacc, when I'm in the town, I don't play around, when I mix the
Sounds, just to make it so I see that the fam is proud. Give up the crown,
It stays with us, toolie loud so you know they don't play with us, Fly mix
It down so it stays tough, raise up, you really gotta let us hang up

I've been writin, I been grinding everytime I cook the heat, and I do this
For my city while I'm holding down my team, disrespected, still collectin
Every blessing on this beat, we be sweatin, straight obsessing these
American Dreams x2

The runner up, I call dibs, every song to this point was all hits, I stay
Sick like all piss, give a second while I kill this bong rip, I'm selfish
And I needs that, given heat everytime I throw the weed back, keep that,
You'll never sell, no budget so you know that you'll hit the shelf I'm
Raising hell you're no boss, you doin shit for publicity you're all fraud
I'm too hot with no sun, these conmen getting no trust, at Wing Stop I'm
Fat as hell, ordering everything I see with no chill, I'm so real, repeat
That, we be killing everytime we drop a weed track, pissed off, I'll be
That, ain't no way that you'll ever beat the team's stats I'm so turnt, wit
Slurred words, I'm faded but I never miss a day of work, I got the purp,
But roll ya own, always gone but I know that I'm missin home, just call my
Phone if you need to chill who would of thought that this lifestyle was
Even real? Shoot-to-kill don't leave survivors, how many J's til I am
Tired? I ain't retired, I stay pushin at the top so you know that they stay
Looking, bake cookies, insert the weed, so faded I don't know how I'm gonna
Leave, blazing trees like I oughta do, set examples everytime that we
Coming through

[Chorus] x2

Henny nights, and purple days, never thought I'd be the one that would pave
The way, seize the pain let it drift away celebrating so you know that we
Popping Spades, cut the hate, I'm on one, mixing lean with the puff we call
It star dust, far enough we've came up, every challenge that we had was
Hard enough, bars and trucks, and big villas, everybody recognize they peep
'Nilla, stay trilla it's in my heart, never come around this block when
It's after dark, make a mark, and bust a move, you takin shit but you know
That I'm comin through, Psychodelik down to my shoes, gettin tipsy on this
Grey Goose, it's so rude, but I'm so blunt, roll up for your system til it
Hits your lungs, pouring cups I must behave, going deaf everytime that I
Hear the hate, Larenz Tate, I'm a straight menace, never in the past so you
Know that I stays present, straight heaven, pay attention, I don't answer
To the subs unless they're straight mentions, please test him with huge
Caution and the show that we got got us deep profit, keep bottles, blow it
Faster, every beat in a song is a grave disaster, won't matter, I'm doing
Good, til I think that you are asshurt, these mass birds, and this yellow
Kush got me flying out to Saturn

[Chorus] x2

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