Dreams

Fuck, sometimes I just wish I could sleep it off'Cause I dream about things that I know that I can't haveThings I know will never happenLike a safe environment, money, happiness, successNiggas want some static than he going to get itI came up with blood money, that means I'm wickedI roll with nothing but ninos, so they call me a ballerI wiped a niggaz ass 'cause I'm not a talkerTook a flight to kali came back with some birdsTen G's for a key from a nigga called DirtI like to hear my mack eleven empty out a clipShot a fool up in the club and then I changed my outfitMaintain and uphold my statis as a GNiggaz kiss my ass 'cause I got a lot of moneyPlain and simple niggaz leave, huh, when I don't feel 'em'Cause they know if they fuck up then I'm going to kill 'emUnderstand I was raised where the young niggaz roamIf you wanted something nigga, you had to get up on your ownAll these want to be motherfucken ass hustlersBetter wake up and stop killing one another 'causeI wish that life was a dream'Cause some times I wake up and just want to screamI live amongst the cut throats and them killersLord, don't let my son be another victimI wish that life was a dream'Cause some times I wake up and just want to screamI live amongst the cut throats and them killersLord, don't let my son be another victim