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Yeah oh

Down here in the ghetto

I can't seem running down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

This is where dreams are made

I can't seem running down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

I just came to get the millions

I just came for the millions

Young how I see you niggle

I got the blueprint in my back pocket niggle

I did what you told me niggle

Look at me niggle I got so much f**king money

Too many b**ches the homes could f**king em for me

Winning in real estate opening restaurants

And I really don't give a f**k who rolling the next blunt

Check real niggle born carol city raised

See you niggards scorn I wasn't phased

It was a phase look at my face

I wanna race I set a pace

As a fat boy I had to catch my wind

Get my laps on double back when rappers spit

Them niggards know what's up they throwing peace signs

F**k that I'm holding up an east sign

Get in my way of my money you know what happens

Niggards finding you funny and then they clapping

Round of applause you looking at an icon

Snatch a bottle off ice now pour when I'm gone

One day I'm gonna be

One day I'm gonna be

Getting up out of these slums

Then they gonna see

One day they gonna see me

All that I can become

All eyes on me

All eyes are watching

Just a young buck try come up

I can be a nice one I can be a rude one

I can be an icon

Living the life of a dreamer

Living out the life of a dreamer

Yeah

I'm very persuasive

I know a few masons

Crack dealers need me as their motivation

Started at the bottom blind leading the blind

I did it by myself so it took me some time

No Dr dares no eminences no tuneups no timberland

Just doing him and I'd do it again

Self made real niggards feeling him

God forgives and I don't is what the streets said

You and I know it's on till the beef dead

Rest in peace hater as I get a massage

No longer a don a f**king icon

One day I'm gonna be

One day I'm gonna be

A f**king icon

Getting up out of these slums

A mother**king icon

Then they gonna see

All that I can become

All eyes on me

Just a young buck try come up

I can be a nice one I can be a rude one

I can be an icon

Living the life of a dreamer

Living out the life of a dreamer

Yeah

Damn you really go

Oh this is where our dreams are made

Oh searching for a hero

Oh this is where success is made

Oh down in the ghetto

Oh this is where success is made

Oh searching for a hero

This is where the icon

The icon the hero lays