become Like everything I'll never find again At the bottom of the ocean In a dream you appeared For a while you were here So I keep sleeping Just to keep you with me
doubted me is asking for forgiveness If you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness Bitches [Chorus] [Kanye West] I used to have hood dreams
had You say "Baby, well that's too bad" But you'll have to pay the dues And you're gonna look good in blues Back in the real world No dreams no plans
a star Then you gotta bring it, cha-ching The all American Dream Is getting fifteen for free The all American Dream Is so skin deep It started on the real
happiness says Nothings as real as our old reckless ways When we drink by the fires, the burning car tires Bad girls and good liars, the dreams we'd
for me bfb bfb my best friend's brother cause it's all a dream yeah and you know what i mean if you want a lady chorus best friend's brother is the one for me
dream is this? You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I don't wanna wake up from you (Turn the lights on) Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Somebody pinch me
, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I dream
me, provide me with a gun Slide the weeded road, come get high with me You don't come weed with me anymore You don't need me anymore Believe me bitch
six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me
certain kind of feelin', you know that feelin' you get When got it right, then you know what's what You got me on some lay low stuff You stood by me
it real when it come to me 'Cuz all my niggas in the slums kinda hungry On my right where my gun going be Bitches ain't getting a crumb from me Member
t mean nothin' to me Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me Thought you said, thought you said that you need me Thought you said, thought you said you complete me
the road of life I don't know where I'm going I just know where I wanna end up at Chorus w/ variations Lord can you help me get there? Please let me
it's the odd shottie that got cats, likening me To the mob John Gotti rap dudes bitin' me 'cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y
feel me Never dream of lettin em down that s-t'll kill me First year the money was dirty but now it's filthy Dear heavenly father you know the real me
feel me Never dream of lettin em down that shit'll kill me First year the money was dirty but now it's filthy Dear heavenly father you know the real me
out there that got some dreams Don't give up on your dreams real talk Ready kids, let's go Dreamin', yeah, dreamin', yeah Dreamin', dreamin', yeah Dreamin', yeah, dreamin