Listen to Dreams (Interlude) song with lyrics from A$AP Rocky

Dreams (Interlude)

A$AP Rocky21 May 2015

Dreams (Interlude) Lyrics


Dreams (Interlude) - A$AP Rocky



One time for A$AP Yams


Let's go


What's this I see Niggas tryna act like G's


Got A$AP got Fergy with me

It's a new day no Black Eyed Peas


That's that sh*t mhm mhm yeah

That's that sh*t

You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato


Mothaf**ka better blast that sh*t

Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot


B**ches sniff raw of the kilos


Flacko makes sales of the perico

She knows went to ATL for my C-Note


'Member I ain't ever have no home

Now I got a penthouse and a beach home

Back when I was rockin' least 2 Chainz

I was trappin' off at least like three phones


Me and Yams made the plan

Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance

Way before I became myself

I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man

It's like lately I ain't myself

I'd rather hang myself before I play myself

I tell her "throw on the dress with the pinstripes"

Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight

That's right

Yeah you that sh*t mhm mhm yeah move that sh*t


Frontin' like you did it for the fellas

Get all the b**ches jealous when you do that sh*t


But my neck is gold

The rest is froze

Sex and hoes best of both

Girls and girls perpetual

Sippin' slow Texas throwed comma

I'm about decimals


Chill and get faded


I'm surprised that we made it

Young niggas know the sky's the limit

All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded


Chill and get faded sh*t

I'm surprised that we made it

Nowadays stress overrated


All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded


I wanna see you take it all off


And she just wanna make it harder


And we just end up takin' longer


Can't impress with them diamonds though

Them diamonds

Talkin' about M's


Talkin' bout M's ni**a M's


Make 'em talk about

Make 'em talk about M's

Ni**a talkin' bout M's


Ni**a talkin' bout M's

Ni**a talkin' bout M's


Make 'em talk about

Talkin' bout M's ni**a

Talkin' bout M's

Like lately all

I ever seem to think about is M's ni**a

Talkin' 'bout M's


See the same thing all up in my bank account

M's ni**a talkin' 'bout M's


And my YouTube account say the same amount

M's ni**a talkin' 'bout M's

Money talk and dogs bark

I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed

Lambo brand new Lambo

With tiger stripes on it call

That b**ch a golf cart

I'm outchea I'm so outchea

I swear niggas have no idea


I swear niggas better wear riot gear

Cause I appear and pow loud

And clear give 'em diarrhea oh


I re-up tonight I'mma be up tonight

Cookin' a key up tonight

Niggas de-up I slide to the right

Throw up a three up in time

Put a B up let's fight

Don't get beat up tonight

Feet up in my European

I ride with me heater inside

Kill you and your dog

Then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life

Like you sneeze you on tight

You got beef I got white

You got beef I got white

I got green I got white I got pink

I got pints I got lean

I got ice I got needles and pipes

I got clean I got right

I got mean I got nice

That's that Tina and Ike

I don't lean on her price

I don't cheat on her price

Try to cheat on the dice you get beat on the spot

I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock

And I keep it up safe what you keep in your safe

S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e

Bout to redo the face get a see-through AK

I eat seafood and steak

But girl I'mma treat you like cake

Til I get a sweet tooth tooth ache

But wait let's talk about M's not about them

I love my BM's I love my YM ain't no more CM

Let's pluck out the stems let's f**k like a nymph

She walk out she limp it's dark and we dim yeah

We dem niggas

Handcuffing him niggas back up and skim niggas

See that we strapped up we cap up your brim ni**a


Fill my cup up to the rim ni**a Tunechi