(Intro)
I had a dream last night
Swimming in money
Chilling with Jesus Christ
Yea yeeaa yo I have a dream I was swimming in money
Yea yeeaa yo I have a dream I was swimming in money

(Verse 1: Tommy Lee Sparta)
Step pon the bloodclaat road
Oh baby I don’t know
Mi clarks lace up and mi gun dem loud
Suh no ramp wid mi bloodclaat food
Hustle hard as a sayan goes
Like there’s no tomorrow
Hustle hard, mi feeling bro
Fi wi dawgs dem no greet wid ho

(Chorus)
We riding Ferrari
We driving Bugatti
Wid the hot sexy gyal dem weh naughty
Hmmmmmm Benz punanny
In a yard mi waan 10 Audi
Waan cut the rims of cardi
And mi nah trouble nobody
Suh no try trouble no yaardie
Send money quick and run off the click
9mil plug in the chip
Dem bwoy deh a nobody
Run in wi mash up the party
(Verse 2: Tommy Lee Sparta)
From Jamaica, New York, Canada to Brixton
F–ked type a specie wi no yes man
Never left the rubber grip mi hip it rest pon
Big up the real bad gyal dem weh love real badman
Hustling mi seh, hustling alone mi know
And no bwoy cyaa tame mi, a no suh mi grow
Mi dream seh mi own bout 10 brinks van
And mi don’t waan wake up out a the dream land

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3: Tommy Lee Sparta)
And dem no know mi
Heartless body man roll wid
Any bwoy feel dem badder than me
And madder than me try show mi
Ref wid the clip dem coded
Rass mi K meck hi loaded
Any bwoy feel dem badder than me
And madder than me try show mi
And dem no know mi
Heartless body man roll wid
Any bwoy feel dem badder than me
And madder than me try show mi
Ref wid the clip dem coded
Rass mi K meck hi loaded
Any bwoy feel dem badder than me
And madder than me try show mi
(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat Intro)