"Street Dreams" lyrics
(feat. Sara S)
It's time to wake up the game
Cause things just ain't the same
Without us this shit sounds lame
And I put that on everything
I put that on everything
From my kids to my last name
Yeah, and I love to rap
I got 15 beverages all on tap
So while the ladies laugh and G's do they thang
We riding Chevrolet's [?] and Mustang's
It's S.M.V 'til the day I die
We were [?] from the shoulders
And let the muthafuckas fly
So why ask "Why?"
When you know the answer
Could be breaking shit down
Like a compound fracture
Flippin' faster, flip the script, microphone thrasher
'Bout to own my own masters
Fuck you bastards if you think you coming up on me
I'm 44 years old and feeling way OG
If anything stick to the plan
I'm gonna do the best I can do
My all I'll give to you
What street dreams are made of
Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock
Two 15s in the back, so you can hear us coming
True blue straight from the West, on everything I swear
We'll take all your problems away
It courses through these veins, pumps the heart
Next to fam, my love is sought
Visions of beauty, eyes behold
Paper, pen, pad, all I know
One man journey, one life I'm learnin'
Documented as it was, real-time I'm rehearsing
Feel so blessed for everyday I get
The good, the bad, 'til the day I defect
Love respect, my people, my tree
Even all the haters who run [?]
The most downloaded, duplicated, never known
The so-so kid from the bin, I'm blood cold
A dying breed, Holy Mary Mother will keep me
I know I'm wanted, but the crew [?] needs me
Ear to the streets, even in my sleep
Seal of the city, man, S.M.V
If anything stick to the plan
I'm gonna do the best I can do
My all I'll give to you
What street dreams are made of
Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock
Two 15s in the back, so you can hear us coming
True blues straight from the West, on everything I swear
We'll take all your problems away
Cause things just ain't the same
Without us this shit sounds lame
And I put that on everything
I put that on everything
From my kids to my last name
Yeah, and I love to rap
I got 15 beverages all on tap
So while the ladies laugh and G's do they thang
We riding Chevrolet's [?] and Mustang's
It's S.M.V 'til the day I die
We were [?] from the shoulders
And let the muthafuckas fly
So why ask "Why?"
When you know the answer
Could be breaking shit down
Like a compound fracture
Flippin' faster, flip the script, microphone thrasher
'Bout to own my own masters
Fuck you bastards if you think you coming up on me
I'm 44 years old and feeling way OG
If anything stick to the plan
I'm gonna do the best I can do
My all I'll give to you
What street dreams are made of
Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock
Two 15s in the back, so you can hear us coming
True blue straight from the West, on everything I swear
We'll take all your problems away
It courses through these veins, pumps the heart
Next to fam, my love is sought
Visions of beauty, eyes behold
Paper, pen, pad, all I know
One man journey, one life I'm learnin'
Documented as it was, real-time I'm rehearsing
Feel so blessed for everyday I get
The good, the bad, 'til the day I defect
Love respect, my people, my tree
Even all the haters who run [?]
The most downloaded, duplicated, never known
The so-so kid from the bin, I'm blood cold
A dying breed, Holy Mary Mother will keep me
I know I'm wanted, but the crew [?] needs me
Ear to the streets, even in my sleep
Seal of the city, man, S.M.V
If anything stick to the plan
I'm gonna do the best I can do
My all I'll give to you
What street dreams are made of
Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock
Two 15s in the back, so you can hear us coming
True blues straight from the West, on everything I swear
We'll take all your problems away
