Street Dreams

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Street dreams are made of these

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

My man put me up for the share, one fourth of a square

Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear

Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed

With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave

Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts

Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print

Though I'm innocent, 'til proven guilty

I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up a realty

For real G, I'ma fullfill my dream

If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream

The first trip without the clique

Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it

Fresh face, NY plates got a crooked I for the Jakes

I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes

God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million

Without the FBI catchin' feelings

Street dreams are made of these

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

From fat cat to papi, niggaz see the cat

Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back

Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back

Livin' with moms, gettin' it on, flushin' crack down the toilet

Two sips from bein' alcoholic

Nine hundred ninety nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it

My man saw it like Dionne Warwick

A wiser team, for a wiser dream, we could all score with

The Cartel Argentina coke with the Nina

Up in the hotel, smokin' on sessamina

Trina got the fishscale between her

The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her

She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar

Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins

Bitches blow me while I'm hoppin' in the drop top BM

Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this

Street dreams are made of these

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Growin' up project struck, lookin' for luck, dreamin'

Scopin' the large, niggaz beamin', check what I'm seein'

Cars, ghetto stars pushin' ill Europeans

GN, heard about them old timers OD'n

Young, early 80's, throwin' rocks at the crazy lady

Worshippin' every word, them rope, rockin' niggaz gave me

The street raised me up, givin' a fuck

I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was livin' it up

I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody

Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty

Ain't that funny? Gettin' put on to crack money

With all the gunplay, paintin' the kettle black hungry

A case of beers in the staircase, I wasted years

Some niggaz went for theirs, flippin' coke as they career

But I'm a rebel stressin', to pull out of the heat no doubt

With Jeeps tinted out, spendin', never holdin' out

Street dreams are made of these

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'