Dreams

At 8:11 the alarm goes
Time to set off the bomb without alarm codes
If sex sells give me barcodes
Colombiano narcos
Don't make me have to call my cousin Marcos
Cause after all of these expenditures
Dont make me have to hunt for my percentages
You search for images of me pillaging villages
I been on Pitchfork without the need of villagers
Shooting em down like John Dillingers
Until your integers are miniatures im manotaur
Quick to pull the strings like a hand guitar
I can feel it in the air like an avatar
Money seems to be the topic we discussing lately
Give me some money stacks and plus a bust it baby
I haven't found a bitch that i could trust but maybe
Dashaholiks is the Army
Mothafuck the Navy

I can feel it in the air right now
These are my dreams
These are my dreams
I can feel it in the air right now
These are my dreams
These are my dreams