Letra de Dreams Come True (Feat. Yo Gotti, Ace Hood, Mack Maine & Birdman) - Rich Gang

feat. Yo Gotti, Ace Hood, Mack Maine & Birdman

[Intro: Birdman and Yo Gotti]
Yea!
Birdman! Pussy
Sittin' on this muthafuckin' hill
Rich Gang, billionaire status
All day! One hundred

[Hook: Yo Gotti]
I believe dreams come true
I believe dreams come true
I believe dreams come true
Cos my ass woke up in that Bugatti coupe
That bitch ain't got a roof
This 1.5 on a a coup�
Rich gang, nigga dreams come true
Bad bitch, I make her dreams come true
Rich gang, nigga dreams come true
Dope boy, I'm a dream come true
I believe dreams come true

[Verse One: Ace Hood]
I believe dreams come true
Can't wait for the Rolls Royce to make the coup�
I'm lying on a mil, that's the truth
Spent five thousand dollars on some shoes
That's what you call stuntin'
I turn in none, Ran into my freak bucket
Then turn a pussy, ran into my cute puppet
No ventriloquist, i make it talk to me (Hii!)
I'm the richest nigga in my hood
10 chains on me, smoking Cali good
Private plane luggage never necessary
I can take you where they never could
That super fly shit is mandatory
Chasing all this money, I just can't avoid it
Jesus piece's only keeping me anointed
Getting richer, niggas highly disappointed
But erm...

[Hook]
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[Verse Two: Mack Maine]
And I done seen dreams come true
Bentley truck 'bout to drop, give me two
Presidential rollies for my whole crew
Me and bird see the world through a birds eye view
Man we started from the bottom now we here
GT V bottles at the table, no beer
Hustlers' my career, never had fear
I'm flying on a lear high, rest in peace Aaliyah
Man I spent 3.5 Million on a crib
Young hot boy, had to get how I live
The main question is, why am I always smiling and I'm living?
I was born with the drive, now a nigga get driven
Young Money!

[Hook]

[Verse Three: Birdman]
And I done seen dreams come through
11 hundred catana, sock on the new shoe
Moving birds out the coup�
The sun do shine, we can knock him off for the loop
Stunna Island! Out the pound homie
Stunna Island! With my rounds homie
Moving eleven, strapped with a mack
A hundred G's in a dufflebag stacked
White doves, and we serving out of Bentley
Uptown, moving round, now we filthy
Paint the whole town
Red on that brown, lay 'em all down (Brraa!)

[Hook]

[Outro: Birdman]
Yeaa!
Party never stops
Nightlife poppin'
Take that shit to the mansion nigga
Stunna island where we hold it down, put it down
One hundred