lirik lagu deniro farrar - dreams
lately i’ve been praying for a blessing
money problems got a n-gg- stressing
paranoid so i’m riding with a weapon
trying to overcome it everybody wanna test me
told mama i ain’t going back to county
gotta keep them f-ck n-gg-s from around me
meditating everyday got me grinding
made it out the hood everybody look astounded
my teacher said i’d be dead or imprisoned
can’t n-body stop me my n-gg- i’m on a mission
working overtime b-tch you know i’m committed
looking back on life it was hard but i did it
working at the mall selling shoes for commission
now we are at the mall, whole hood getting tinies
i always gave back i never been stingy
you ain’t take care of your people now they heart full of envy
started at the bottom with a dollar and a dream
waking up for school in the trap with the fiends
i was selling dope at the age of fifteen
just to have some extra money but it wasn’t what it seemed
lost a lot of n-gg-s they was hating on the team
n-gg-s dead and gone know exactly what i mean
we was trying to ball like jordan and kareem
on that wu-tang sh-t we was all about the cream
just some n-gg-s with a dream ( just some n-gg-s with a dream x3)
how the f-ck you real when you testified
judge talking time you was terrified
can’t look me in my eyes coz you petrified
pull up in the hood now they mesmerised
n-gg- saying that they real but they telling lies
swear to god my revolution will be televised
i can’t work no nine-to-five i’m my own boss
ain’t no frontin’ me i’ll take my own loss
hit a n-gg- with the work and he run off
when you doing something good n-gg-s gon talk
screaming free my brother tune and he gon walk
left the hood n-gg-s saying that im goin’ soft
they opinion never mattered i just let them talk
when you doing good n-gg-s wanna knock you off
park that s550 on the sidewalk
distribute the work grab the cake and then i drive off
they runnin’ up boy you know a n-gg- trigger happy
paranoid schizophrenic get it from my daddy
i don’t trust sh-t but these slugs and this ratchet
imma tell you this, the money ain’t gon make you happy
cause i started at the bottom with a dollar and a dream
waking up for school in the trap with the fiends
i was selling dope at the age 15 just to have some extra money but it wasn’t what it seemed
just a n-gg- with a dream x3
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