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

(Verse 1)
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 hoe
 [bad word] 
We riding Ferrari
We driving Bugatti
Wid the hot y gyal dem weh naughty
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 [bad word] off the click
9ml plug in the chip
Dem bwoy deh a [bad word] in wi mash up the party

(Verse 1)
From Jamaica, New York, Canada to Brixton
F–ked type a specie wi no yes man
Never left [bad word] 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 [bad word] 

(Verse 3)
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 [bad word] 

(Repeat Intro)