Word-Problems - Go Get 'Em lyrics

Intro: Dreams, everybody's got one Dreams, everybody wants them Verse 1: (LK) Like someday in a lambo perfecting my cash flow People paying big bucks, just to hear my audio Sorry hoe I already got a girl named molly so Gotta go, live it up, tearing sh** from show to show Coast to coast, toast to toast, laying tracks like overdose Rhymes are gross, lime is close, tell these haters audios Damn, I go Mayweather on the beat When I knock it out I send chills down to the feet And back up to the head, cuz I got to drag it out People want an encore for the score that's what I'm all about Okay I got some dreams and so do you Me and Word-Problems working hard till the day they come true Chorus: Dreams, everybody's got one Dreams, everybody wants them Go Get 'Em, Go Get 'Em, Chase your dreams Go Get 'Em (AYE) Go Get 'Em, Go Get 'Em, Chase your dreams Go Get 'Em (yeah) Verse 2: (LK) Giving a new flow for y'all to listen to Whether in your car, in a club, or in your living room Lk mixing things up different like the number two But I'm number one every time I play to you Cuz I am the king, at rapping pitter patter Whether what I say, makes sense, it doesn't really matter Every beat is nice, it's served to you on a platter I step up to the beat, strike it out batter batter Two masters putting a twist on hip hop Rhymes come like water to us drip drop we can't stop, can't stop Livin' a chill life, workin' till the ball drops And when it does we gone hit the top, stop Hit America with a new wave of amusement, think outside the box A new way to do it (Chorus) Verse 3: (Word-Problems) Staring through my window the vision is still suburbia These talking walls keep taunting me saying "they've never heard of ya" Plan to break em save the flames, prevail that they mistaken Spread my answer through their veins while in stadiums parading anthems I got to make it I felt it ever since I was four that I'd be resonating And buying my parents endless gold Lemonade a radiance through my amazing talents break the shackles ordinary Is pa**ive but floor it on the gas and hope that I'mma crash it Have the content going reckless in every direction even if I'm dead I spread the resurrection Me and Owen, we was born to be kings, torching up these microphones omens of the odes we sing We open for sting, preform with the k**er bees adorn and bling Floating like a bu*terfly over the roaring hoards we bring Rolling through these roads holding nothing but a penmanship Ready to end the treacherous, let it go with the stress and sh** Welcome to a hopefully successful adventure that ends up levitating us to where we pressing records Now check it, word-problems and the lyon king Fighting for the light till we shining like some diamond rings (Chorus)