[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Oh, no, no, hold on, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was havin' a dream
I was whippin' a Rolls-Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
I ain't give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
I pray to God I die off in my sleep
I pray my deaf brother don't run into the police
'Cause you tellin' him to put his hands up, he can't hear
Ain't goin' for deceased
These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head like Stony
I'ma gon' tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
Spent all my tour money on the ring
Told 'em, "Go 'head, get everything they fuckin' see," yeah
I grew my shit like I'm Mad Dog
I got a white and a black dog
I spent my day on Adderall
Look in my face, I'm on Adderall
Shawty more P than a Madden ball
Suck on that cat, I'm the baddest, dawg
This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
Yeah, gon' pop a bean, John Bean
Paris fashion week shoppin' spree, on me
Hundred thousand dollars, that's big Célines on me
You better not have to OD on me, ayy
Let's go to people town (Let's go to people town)
Put somethin' in your account, bae
Now you don't need me around, yeah (Yeah)
She want me to play and I ain't with it
Yeah, gon' gon' ring around (Oh-ohh)
Sing to her like Sean Garrett
I know my woes ready (My woes)
Tell me your card info (Card info)
She don't got no ego (Oh)
Loosen up her backbones (Her backbones)
Bendin' her hardwood floors (Woah)
Pussy wonderful (Wonderful)
Uh, I came from rags to riches (Woah)
She don't got time to clash with bitches (Clash with bitches)
She buyin' bags for bitches (Where are you?)
I'm 'bout to spazz, just listen (Spazz)
I don't finish last, I win it, huh (Win)
I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah (Woo)
I bought a Jag with a Hemi, skrrt
I throw a flag on these bitches, skrrt
I wrapped up the last of these bitches
Foreign tags and American (Skrrt)
Bring me a milli', I'll marry her, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Oh, no, no, hold on, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was havin' a dream
I was whippin' a Rolls-Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
I ain't give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
I pray to God I die off in my sleep
I pray my deaf brother don't run into the police
'Cause you tellin' him to put his hands up, he can't hear
Ain't goin' for deceased
These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head like Stony
I'ma gon' tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
Spent all my tour money on the ring
Told 'em, "Go 'head, get everything they fuckin' see," yeah
I grew my shit like I'm Mad Dog
I got a white and a black dog
I spent my day on Adderall
Look in my face, I'm on Adderall
Shawty more P than a Madden ball
Suck on that cat, I'm the baddest, dawg
This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
Yeah, gon' pop a bean, John Bean
Paris fashion week shoppin' spree, on me
Hundred thousand dollars, that's big Célines on me
You better not have to OD on me, ayy
Let's go to people town (Let's go to people town)
Put somethin' in your account, bae
Now you don't need me around, yeah (Yeah)
She want me to play and I ain't with it
Yeah, gon' gon' ring around (Oh-ohh)
Sing to her like Sean Garrett
I know my woes ready (My woes)
Tell me your card info (Card info)
She don't got no ego (Oh)
Loosen up her backbones (Her backbones)
Bendin' her hardwood floors (Woah)
Pussy wonderful (Wonderful)
Uh, I came from rags to riches (Woah)
She don't got time to clash with bitches (Clash with bitches)
She buyin' bags for bitches (Where are you?)
I'm 'bout to spazz, just listen (Spazz)
I don't finish last, I win it, huh (Win)
I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah (Woo)
I bought a Jag with a Hemi, skrrt
I throw a flag on these bitches, skrrt
I wrapped up the last of these bitches
Foreign tags and American (Skrrt)
Bring me a milli', I'll marry her, yeah
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