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Quavo - Migo Dreams lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Started with a dollar and dream
From riding Impala with them things
To driving Ferraris with them wings, n***a
Young rich n***as, Migo, Meek Milly

[Verse 1: Meek Mill & (Quavo)]
Slide in the p**y like a surfboard
k**ing these n***as get a hearse for 'em
f** you n***as even sellin work for
You next to tell put your chirp on
Be the main reason p**y n***as gettin' murked for
Little n***a, who you work for?
Cause I came for the bosses I ain't for no losses
You playin', it's dirt for 'em
And I came from the first floor
Gangbanging hoes like a turf war
Then hit the road for my first tour
My level went up to the third floor
And I swerved on these hating n***as
MIA with some Haitian n***as
Bad b**hes keep takin' pictures
I pulled up in that Wraith n***a like whoa!
(Let me talk, Meek Mill)

[Hook: Quavo]
I bet you didn't know that my n***as make millions (bet you didn't know)
It's sad to say some of my n***as convicted to prison (sad to say)
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine underwater, you don't know how I'm feeling right now

[Verse 2: Quavo]
All of my life, I only wanted nothing but Franklin
Touchdown on a f** n***a
Make him tuck in his shell like he Franklin
You and my n***as are not the same
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I jumped out the Lamb' like Bruce Wayne
The ten-piece of chicken is on the way
I told 'em Carlito to andale
You see them new n***as in the back of the club
Just look at them plottin' in conversations
I know they don't know!
I sent the Migos to come back to the bando for translation
Camera rollin', Quavo Spike Lee
Heroin black, look like Willie B
If you do the coke, you gon' buy some skis
If you in our trap, you gon' buy some ki's


[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Young Takeoff, I am a professional
Vegetarian, only eat vegetables
I got some kush you can roll up
And I got some kush you can eat that is edible
Stretching the work like I'm Mr. Incredible
You ain't never seen no work as flexible
And I turn on the stove, and I'm whipping the brick
For that pay my, n***a turn to Predator

[Verse 4: Offset]
I bet you didn't know I was twenty-two
Win the judge ten times, what a miracle
Me and my son identical, seventeen years old
I had him I didn't know what to do
I had to put food on the plate!
Asking the Lord, "give a n***a some faith"
Now when I wake up I look at my lake
My foot on the pedal not touching the brake
No chess but, n***a, I got me a check!


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