Ayy
Since I was young I used to dream about the finer things
Back when we had stew chicken with the rice and beans
Back when the roaches hid under the microwave
Would see my pops wake up early workin' like a slave
At a young age already knew I had to get paid
Mom stressin' over bills, this minimal wage
When you wanna live lavish like every day's a parade
I would daydream about thumbin' through money like turnin' the page
Dreamin' bout Monarch on the islands of Saint-Tropez
Fiestas on the beach like Pimp C and Bun B
Trill-ass nigga with your bitches round me
And all they pussy wet, all net, hit the three
Watchin' my stock rise, need advice, pay the fee
I learned from my OG's, this game you can't get for free
Floss all you want, but salute when you see me
At ease
Ayy, look
Since I was young I used to dream about the finer things
Back when I seen Hov in the Rockefeller chain
Back when my granny died, I never been the same
But I hear her in my dreams sayin, baby, do your thing
Ayy
I need lobster on my plate when you get a chance
You can't find this in the store, this custom dapper Dan
Tryna eat baked sushi somewhere in Japan
And sip wine on a vineyard in the south of France
And I'm like, baby, do your Dance
And I'm like, baby, do your Dance
And I'm like, baby, do your Dance
Ayy, let it breathe
And I'm like, baby, do your Dance
And I'm like, baby, do your Dance
Since I was young I used to dream about the finer things
Back when we had stew chicken with the rice and beans
Ayy
Ayy
Look
Ayy
My thoughts worth more than a pretty penny
If you was penny-pinchin, you couldn't get you any
When we
Reach for the stars like we got with these arms
I know you see the fly in me
When we, we
When we, we
Yeah