[Intro: Juvenile]
Oh, mmh, mmh, hey
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[Chorus: Juvenile]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams (Oh)
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams (Yeah)

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
I remember I was young with them hoop dreams
I remember hittin' licks when I was 15
Now I'm on the road, catchin' flights at 16
Now a n***a gettin' money, what the fuck you mean?
(What the fuck you mean?)
Used to walk to school, now I hop out a Sprinter
I got that heater on me, in the fall, in the winter
I'm the king of the jungle, got me feelin' like I'm Simba
Chopper make 'em get low like a n***a doin' limbo
Remember rainy days and stormy nights
Now I'm gettin' paid, I'm shining like a light
My diamonds lemonade with a lot of ice
And if that bitch play with me, he gon' pay that price
[Chorus: Juvenile]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Yeah, 16 and I'm on a caper (I'm on a caper)
18, caught my first body (Caught my first body)
Me and my round n***as stayed the shadows (Stayed the shadows)
We was thuggin' out with no guidance (No guidance)
Flipped the script, got a new whip (Got a new whip)
My old head gave my first brick (My first brick)
Line 'em up and we split that shit (And we split that shit)
Gave him the lick and I took the hit (And I took the hit)
I gave him money but it came with fame (It came with fame)
Accept the struggle, no pain, no gain (No pain, no gain)
Run it up, n***a, remain the same (Remain the same)
We got the money, n***a stuntin' on planes

[Chorus: Juvenile]
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I let the jewelry hit the sun and let the shit bling
I see a n***a having fun like I was 16
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
I can't believe this really happened, it was just dreams
[Outro: Birdman]
Rich Gang
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