Dreams

Even niggas in my own click sleep on me

It's all heated, I treated everybody equally

We gon' be up in a minute, you can believe that

Sicc made for life, nigga, there's the door you can leave at

I don't need that, you either with me or against me

Convince me, for centuries I been cuttin' them up to mince meat

Now you wanna question my motive, hit a nigga when he down

Any round, that's how we doin' it, many pounds been

Put in the air and he couldn't even care

Long enough to even give me a call, let me know he there

Just put me in the background, how that sound?

I'm on a natural high, I don't think I can come back down

You know what? I don't think I even wanna come back down

'Cause if I come back down, I won't put that gun back down

Just run back out in the streets with AK's

Like the old days, no way, I got dreams

Y'all can get the fuck out our dreams

On the late night hype tryna hustle for cream

Take a lesson from this West Coast gangsta team

Anything necessary, y'all know what I mean

Y'all can get the fuck out our dreams

On the late night hype tryna hustle for cream

Take a lesson from this West Coast gangsta team

Anything necessary, niggas know what I mean

I was a BG with dreams of being on top

Loced out in the hood with a bad ass drop

Said either grow up to be nothing but a thug

Or either in prison for selling some drugs

My mama had to bail me out like three times

Just 'cause I kept repeating the same old crimes

See my niggas on the block like get forever

In the hood, motherfuckers tryna get it together

Cop the bird, try to serve if you got nerve

Niggas in your own click tryna snatch I heard

Word, I do dirt by my lonely

Just so I ain't gotta deal with the phonies

And stick to the motherfuckin' CD's

Spit shit about the boys and my nine OG's

Hoping I keep the stack up, won't slack up

Putting the mac up, tryna back you up

Y'all can get the fuck out our dreams

On the late night hype tryna hustle for cream

Take a lesson from this West Coast gangsta team

Anything necessary, y'all know what I mean

Y'all can get the fuck out our dreams

On the late night hype tryna hustle for cream

Take a lesson from this West Coast gangsta team

Anything necessary, niggas know what I mean

I could do it like the old school movie

Jump in the Chevy and bust all two two threes

I see my niggas from the hood everyday

At least once a week, they tryna do it the same way

Shouts out to No Love, C-Way music

Shouts out to Funk Betty, you know how to use it

Shouts out to Big Hollis, thanks my nigga and

Shouts out to Sac, don't worry, things get bigger, man