Street Dreams

Uhh, what, what, uhh 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 a*s, 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 f**k I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was livin' it up I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody Cut out of cla*s, 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'