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Street Dreams (Bonus Verse)

 

Street Dreams (Bonus Verse)


"Uh. What?! What?! Uh."

Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear
Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
Wit' 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'mma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty
For real, G, I'mma fulfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my C.R.E.A.M.
The first trip without the clique
Sent the bitch wit' the quarter brick, this is it
Fresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
F' God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million
Without the FBI catching feelings

Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
Livin wit' moms, getting it on, flushing crack
Down the toilet two sips from being alcoholic
Nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from being 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 it
The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel smoking 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 living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top B-M

"Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this."
("Uh. What? What? Word?")

Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Ill designer fleece, studded marquise
A letta L on my car keys thugging hard on Cavarse
'Posters be Franchesco and all these bets
Mobile phones in the armrest, ladies be the bombest
I creep tinted, parked the whip and grabbed the rented
Seems like I'm changing my location every minute
Like a plague is on my head, son I vision red rum
Warrant squads knocking at the same time the Feds come
Pandemonium got me puffing Cambodian
Grand openings of barber shops and stock
My jewel rock, toking pronto living like a pablo
Papi like a poncho until the state patrollers pulled us over
Found the guns and the good
Had a nigga like 'Nas had to run through the woods'
Sneaking out the next morning looked up to God
Guess in all this was a fucking warning
Took my diamonds in for the pawning
Now I'm back on the climbing
Moving consigned through rain, sleet, whatever climate
So many ups and downs shifting, I was twisted minded
'Mazed on top, all the hoes and pussy had me blinded
Big lip bitches, sucking dick ridiculous
GS'es and vestes, larger rays looking sensuous
Back on the block bugging, how the fuck I been through this?
Nearly caused my life but now I can't show a cent from it

Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

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