[Lyric] Dreams Money Can Buy (Tyler Nicholas Casey)

School days I was crushing
Beautiful girl if I said her name she’d start blushing
Told you someday I’d be a King, you know now I wasn’t bluffing
She was queen, Royal flushing
Playing every bodies hearts cause she was that stunning
I used to run track, now I run the track
And the DJ run it back
Trying to connect the dots when has this time elapsed
All I know is I won’t quit till I collapse
Breaking the blue ribbon used to sipping Blue Pabst
Went from penny pinching to
Debating Contracts now I’m at the cross roads trying to steer my direction train tracks
Trying to see things clear like contacts stay on the right path
I was living life in the passing lane
Call it the fast lane
High life, now I slow it down
Cruisе control top down
Premium Surround Sound
Lean the sеat back
She gimme good dome her Tiza Snaps back
Looking like a Gator
On my grind like a skater
Keys To the city
Red ribbon now mayor
Boss player
Driving a striped racer
Black mobile No cape justa
Black tuxedo big paper chaser
Make a
French Vanilla girls lips touch mine with flavor

You’re marathoning through my thoughts
Time running slow so for every a hour a mile is dedicated
A mile is run, laying down a yellow brick road for charity
Dreams money can buy
Come closer
Every guy wanted her, she belonged on a poster
I was just known as a stoner
I don’t know why God chose her
To be my lyrical inspiration
She became my motivation
She gon get her confirmation, me and drizzy drake and lil wayne it’s a celebration
If she got an invitation to my special occasion, would I be left waiting?
Can we forget we ever met, and have love at first observation?
Or if she came would she stay or just dip like Copenhagen?
Could we look in each other’s eyes and have a 5 Star converse-ation
Davio Dinner Reservations thy waiting
After I got a standing ovation
Led by Herb Chambers the legend himself
Thanks for the support, it helped
Get me back on my feet
Determined to tackle my next
Feat along my journey
Cut the deal, no scissors
Shooting shots to my liver
Then we celebrate with some champagne that’s chiller
Welcome to the high life but no millers
Just Reservations for 40/40 dinner’s
And If I were to Step on stage I’d have no jitters
I deliver in the clutch, homerun hitter
I love the pressure, the bigger
The better, that’s what she said
Show I show the Bejamermaines
Worthy

I want you to finish your plan


I set out to be a better man

Tyler Casey
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