[Part I: I Wonder]

Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
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What it means, what it means
And I wonder

Robbery, put this shit in a bag (If you know)
They told me don't trip about what I have (What it means)
Like fuck it, I might just go grab a mask (What it means)
I'm prayin' and hopin' that this shit last (And I wonder)
In Canada, tryna run up this cash (If you know)
I left L. A. 'cause the property tax (What it means)
She hate me but love me just like her dad
(To find your dreams)
Spilled the drink in a black truck goin' fast (And I wonder)

Hit the top on the bottle, we goin' crazy (If you know)
They talkin' shit and I'm sorry
ain't never fazed mе (What it means)
You see the look in her еye, you tryna shade me
(What it means)
These niggas better comply
they money made me (And I wonder)
Ayy, yeah, we 'bout to stick 'em up (If you know)
Off a bunch of sedatives so I ain't feelin' nothin'
(What it means)
And I just set the precedent, baby
I'm one-of-one (What it means)
These niggas try to compare to me
tell 'em, "Pack it up" (And I wonder)
Go wrap it up
All this trapping, I might start a fuckin' trap-a-thon
(If you know)
You know I'm 'bout to take that plane
with no baggage on (What it means)
All-black like catacombs (What it means)
Man, what the fuck you want?
Might come and fuck your mom, ya dig? (And I wonder)
Huh, I should start a fuckin' orphanage
got all these kids (If you know)
I was broke just like some porcelain
could see my ribs (What it means)
Tell me who my nemes' is
I think it might be me
Smoke in that fucking mirror (Find your dreams come true)
Can't tell, it might be three (And I wonder)

[Part II: Giannis]

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Yeah, I don't play cops and robbers
Big pit bull, bitch, I'll dog ya
I told lil' bro just swing that chop'
just know I'm right beside ya
And she know we the finest (Yeah) , boy
it ain't hard to find ya
I'll pop right up inside yo' dreams in case
you need reminders
Had everything for sale
I don't care 'bout goin' to jail
They tried to wish me well
Too weak, you know they failed
Big packs come through the mail
You know I get it there
Trackhawk took too many hits, I fucked 'round, finished him
Bitch know I ball like 'Bron
Them pockets built like Sean
I'm cold as fuck, I'm like the Winter Soldier, don it all
Killers with me, they ready
One call, yo' brain spaghetti
My dopehead bitch is fetty
Shotgun hit like confetti
Me and my bitch, we steady
My feelings be so deadly
I can't let niggas near me
I'm drunk, so can't talk clearly
Girl, I just hope you feel me
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I know these niggas fear me
Codeine, girl, come and seal me
I told the doctor, "Pill me"
I need my money right now, all I'm takin', Cash' and Zelle
Niggas prayed on me to fall, I know they mad as hell
Got locked, I paid the bail
They call me Captain Steel
I kept gettin' locked up, fuck them—

[Part II: Hate Me]

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

Why they talking that shit but won't slide?
When I pop out, it won't be surprise
All this flexing, it should be a crime
I'm a artist, you could get designed
In the back with them pumped-up kicks
and you kids better duck 'cause I'm swingin' this iron
She fucking, I don't even want her
I pass to my brothers and call it a dime

I'm a target, they callin' me prime
Optimus, I got digital time
Isabelle, this shit harder to find
Came from dark, it was harder to shine
Count me out if you wanna, you know
I'm go-getter, I'm gon' make it easy to lose
I stay on my money, you know
if you fuck up, you gon' make it easy to choose
You were lost and you searchin' for clues
I'm the one when I walk in the room
Niggas running, they scared of the truth
Go tell Max to put me in the booth
Niggas' bitches is fuckin' insane
I can't let you go fuck on my main
I'm a sicko, I'm born from pain
Take a look at my wrist, I'm insane
Princess cut, so my diamonds, I'm blessed
Brokest niggas, they tell you invest
Diamonds dancin' on top of my chest
Tell that ho give me nothin' but your best

My location unfindable, yeah-yeah
Talkin' that shit, we pull up fighting you, yeah-yeah
She wanna be a Gucci girl
She wanna come to GUCCI world
Grilled cheese, I just bagged her friend
Oops, that's just my bad again
Veto, on my [?] shit
Emo, she might slit her wrist
What will it take now?
You playin' them years, I don't play 'round
Bet them lil' bitches callin' me fake now
I can't fuck up my mind on this cake now
Baby think emoji from the waist down
Said she not on her way, she can wait now

Why they talking that shit but won't slide?
When I pop out, it won't be surprise
All this flexing, it should be a crime
I'm a artist, you could get designed
In the back with them pumped-up kicks
and you kids better duck 'cause I'm swingin' this iron
She fucking, I don't even want her
I pass to my brothers and call it a dime

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