                                        '' Rap Dreams"
                                              (Lyrics)
I bet ya got it twisted u don't know who to trust/so many rappers in da game tryna sound like us/
truth is dey all living fairytales/poppin pills painting on dey fingers nails/
last seen in jail playing spades wit da killas/now we on campus n da white girls  feel us /
black girls love us ..
puerto ricans love us
Gotta Pocket fulla rubbas.. 
We just Stayin  outta trouble/
in dis game gotta hustle.
show up wit yo hard hat/
put yo hand out u might not get to arm back/
this 1 goes out to alla my fallin comrades.../
sometimes I wish dat I could bring em all back/
But I stay winning/still independent believed in myself ever since da beginning/focused on da love/never mind da hate/
da author of Hartford but I'm writing for da state.
put da icing on da cake
Mike Tyson 88 wit it/
 Tigers in da living room..
I give the livest interviews 
I'm showing u how winners move..wooh.
see u checkin out my tennis shoes/I ain't really in ta  jewels
Occasionally I might drop em..(bling)
 Mines well join da team if can't stop him/gotta shooters like jR running round wit da Ar../think it's game till you get knocked out da play offs...

(Chorus) Rap dreams are made of these
Getting out da  hood and touring over seas/investing ya money and taking care of ya seeds... 
Life too short ain't no future in frontin....

My grandfather played da drums
for James brown/had dreams about my daddy but he never came around/meanwhile i sat on da stoop soaking up game/fascinated how dey wore gold ropes for their chains/could recall a few names buzz roc tuff tote/dapper dan was known fa makin all da tuff coats/blue nine eights dat said self destruction/ran her over kept on goin like it was nothing/sold alota dope cuzzins out in charter oak
 Dd n Dwight got smoked lost a lotta hope/started stealing cars fuckin broads up at Ron a roll/I was wearing body armour u was makin honor roll /b4 booda died he said u gotta blow/favorite michael Jacksong baby u are not alone/I was on my own/pocket fulla stones hands on da chrome/had my big bro inna foster home/started writing poems on my first bid/had my first kid/I cried in my cell same night they murked BIG/

I was 11 wit Mac elevens 
I seen dope feins turn in da reverends
just incase I don't make it to heaven only nigga from my hood on MTV ima fuckin legend/
know my angels smiling from heaven/some say it's luck nah/ nah nigga I'm destined
Never take a loss I study my lessons
 God Body no body gods I'm just here ta bless him...
     (chorus) 
I'm gonna make it if I try/cross my heart hope to die (cross my heart hope to die) I'm gonna make it if I try/cross my heart hope to die..   Gotta Make it!

Dey shooting/killin our yoot dem/now is not da time to be looting/dey gone televise da revolution/mention my name with bobby seale and huey Newton.. 
187 ona undercover/can't stand 2 see dem kill another brother..I on't wanna see another greiving mother....fuck police bruh we killin each other over dum shit..
Money cars n hoes/
jealousy envy thats how it goes/
enemies turn 2 friends,
friends turn to foes/
I ain't have ta write it down dis come from da soul!
Of my 40 belows I'ma rise to the top
Say what I feel n don't care who like it or not/Teacher said I'd be dead or life inna box/chin chillas fa da team
Get wifey da fox..
sittin in da drop watching Larry Davis
money green Pumas wit da aviators
had 2 take it to a never level/
Got my young boys ballin like runnin rebels..
hard work... dedication,no time for celebration
feels like my back up against da wall
 I ain't satisfied till I get it all..
u want da block ....I wanna yacht.
The way my grind set up,,I can't stop!
gotta push it 2 da limit nigga/n on dat note..
 I'm finished nigga. 

All lyrics © 
Eva's Big Brother Publishing™
GMLA  


Rap Dreams

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