Intro: (Credless)
This beat don’t need a credit
Verse 1: (Mavrik)
I got millions
I got billions
I got trillions on my mind
Out here like a coffee bean trying to get up on my grind
You could cut the lights out and I’d still fucking shine
Bet away my Rollie cause I know it’s my time
I’m young and I’m restless
Ain’t a goat but I’m the victor
Let a rapper talk they shit
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games
I left right hook you lames
Don’t even take the time to learn your names
I’m Bruce Wayne with your dames
Credits
Chorus: (EVK)
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Credless Beats we burn the leaf and then we blast off
Flipping pages back and forth just like a flash card
Day and night steady punching out that time card
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Oh that’s your shit? Keep it real it ain’t go that hard
Ain’t no tricks we flipping shit just like a trap card
Keep it real nah
You ain’t real nah
Verse 2: (Alex Dreamer & Credless)
I’m a cynic spit acidic
Bout to popeye with this spinach boy
How many times I gotta go E. Honda while you riding civic
How many times I gotta write some magic up like Vucevic
Before you penny for your thoughts learn the hard way that Dream don’t miss
Said you want beef, cut the bull, medium rare is how I feast
I been picking all the petals off the roses
Now I’m gettin jiggy like beast
The reason that they call me Dreams
These other rappers they put me to sleep
Still I see
I’m trying to go freeze
Waiting for another MC like me
Y’all chirpin like birdy, honey I’m the bee
Create enough buzz for the Nation in a week
Girl ain’t bad, she just love it how I bring
All the competition in the lobby to they knees
Ya catching loses like screens
Because you bore me
Oh no, please don’t make a scene
I never ended a career, you could be Theisman, I’ll be LT-
Next time you released, just give me a ring, your call outs are weak
Ain’t it incredible, hanging up banners, we ain’t even play yet
Alex the Dream, pop like I’m riding in Corvette
I’m trying to tighten my flow up like corset
Hater be wish that they had my endorsements
I’m gold and I’m fly like I’m playing for Marquette
You stay in retreat like you run in flea markets
If ya ain’t got a clue then let’s find you the paw print
A 3 year old Alex would still be appalling
That’s only in terms of the way that I’m rapping
I’m finna move numbers, you just started packing
Your girl and your homies they all in my DMs
Just want me a jacket that’s leather with sequins
The Nation is New, we stay undefeated
May have been broken but never deleted
Rather stay hands off like Anakin
Otherwise I would be sonning your handlers
I’ll destroy you all like Geese said it
This beat don’t need a credit
Chorus: (EVK)
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Credless Beats we burn the leaf and then we blast off
Flipping pages back and forth just like a flash card
Day and night steady punching out that time card
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Oh that’s your shit? Keep it real it ain’t go that hard
Ain’t no tricks we flipping shit just like a trap card
Keep it real, nah
You ain’t real, nah
Outro: (Mavrik & Alex Dreamer)
I got millions
I got billions
I got trillions on my mind
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games I left right hook
The reason that they call me Dreams
I left right hook you lames
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games I left right hook
The reason that they call me Dreams
I left right hook you lames
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
This beat don’t need a credit
Verse 1: (Mavrik)
I got millions
I got billions
I got trillions on my mind
Out here like a coffee bean trying to get up on my grind
You could cut the lights out and I’d still fucking shine
Bet away my Rollie cause I know it’s my time
I’m young and I’m restless
Ain’t a goat but I’m the victor
Let a rapper talk they shit
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games
I left right hook you lames
Don’t even take the time to learn your names
I’m Bruce Wayne with your dames
Credits
Chorus: (EVK)
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Credless Beats we burn the leaf and then we blast off
Flipping pages back and forth just like a flash card
Day and night steady punching out that time card
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Oh that’s your shit? Keep it real it ain’t go that hard
Ain’t no tricks we flipping shit just like a trap card
Keep it real nah
You ain’t real nah
Verse 2: (Alex Dreamer & Credless)
I’m a cynic spit acidic
Bout to popeye with this spinach boy
How many times I gotta go E. Honda while you riding civic
How many times I gotta write some magic up like Vucevic
Before you penny for your thoughts learn the hard way that Dream don’t miss
Said you want beef, cut the bull, medium rare is how I feast
I been picking all the petals off the roses
Now I’m gettin jiggy like beast
The reason that they call me Dreams
These other rappers they put me to sleep
Still I see
I’m trying to go freeze
Waiting for another MC like me
Y’all chirpin like birdy, honey I’m the bee
Create enough buzz for the Nation in a week
Girl ain’t bad, she just love it how I bring
All the competition in the lobby to they knees
Ya catching loses like screens
Because you bore me
Oh no, please don’t make a scene
I never ended a career, you could be Theisman, I’ll be LT-
Next time you released, just give me a ring, your call outs are weak
Ain’t it incredible, hanging up banners, we ain’t even play yet
Alex the Dream, pop like I’m riding in Corvette
I’m trying to tighten my flow up like corset
Hater be wish that they had my endorsements
I’m gold and I’m fly like I’m playing for Marquette
You stay in retreat like you run in flea markets
If ya ain’t got a clue then let’s find you the paw print
A 3 year old Alex would still be appalling
That’s only in terms of the way that I’m rapping
I’m finna move numbers, you just started packing
Your girl and your homies they all in my DMs
Just want me a jacket that’s leather with sequins
The Nation is New, we stay undefeated
May have been broken but never deleted
Rather stay hands off like Anakin
Otherwise I would be sonning your handlers
I’ll destroy you all like Geese said it
This beat don’t need a credit
Chorus: (EVK)
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Credless Beats we burn the leaf and then we blast off
Flipping pages back and forth just like a flash card
Day and night steady punching out that time card
I was passing cigarillos in the backyard
Oh that’s your shit? Keep it real it ain’t go that hard
Ain’t no tricks we flipping shit just like a trap card
Keep it real, nah
You ain’t real, nah
Outro: (Mavrik & Alex Dreamer)
I got millions
I got billions
I got trillions on my mind
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games I left right hook
The reason that they call me Dreams
I left right hook you lames
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
Mavrik play no games I left right hook
The reason that they call me Dreams
I left right hook you lames
The reason that they call me Dreams
I turn into the Ripper
( New Nation )
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