[Chorus 1]
  They gossipin, it runs the city, they don’t know who watchin them
  When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bend
  Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow
  
  [Verse 1]
  Im fittin to get on this TV and put shit down
  I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style
  Im finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep
  They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
  I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller
  The dream spoilers are for ya
  Hatin on you to they mans on the corners
  Old folks said he‘d never make it off the corner
  They are the virus that corrupts the soul
  They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold
  That get green on ya, when you get green on em
  You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em
  Somebody told success is the best revenge
  So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em
  Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought
  And tell em, eh-hem, thank you for your no support
  
  [Chorus 2]
  They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
  Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
  They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream
  They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
  
  [Verse 2]
  Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money
  Everybody say it with me now, it’s my money
  And they know they hatin, but what they don’t know is
  They are my motivation, they are my inspiration
  Cuz we the leaders, and they the followers
  And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers
  They are the rumors, they are the lies
  We are the shit dog, and they the flies
  How you gon tell me how to live my life
  And you can’t even get your own shit tight, right
  They are the misery that loves company
  Cuz that comfortable corporate job can’t comfort me
  Told em I finished school, and I started my own business
  They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished
  Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned
  Now I spit it so hot you got tanned
  And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up
  Can’t kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character
  Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya
  Come around wit ya but they aint down wit ya
  They the dreamkillers
  
  [Verse 3]
  And I’m through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow
  They be like “That’s cool, you got some beats for me tho”
  Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre
  But don’t nobody give a FUCK what you got to say
  Anyway what you finna rap about?
  You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth
  Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?
  I bet a thousand that you get booed out
  I even heard that they even takin wages in jail
  They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I’m finna fail
  Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace”
  This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east
  You gotta kill at least one person at least
  Or we’ll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease
  How you go to New York, what you aint never took a tour there?
  What you aint know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?
  The dreamkillers
  
  [Chorus 1]