Parallel Dreams (feat. Big Boy T)

No man, no man, no man No man, no man, no man Tryna make it in the city with my visionary dreams Two AM phones calls scheming, and gleaming F*ck them demons tryna hold me down on god Me and the gang tryna fucking blast off I'm tired of the dreams, holding me back Gotta act on them that's the way I can cop a fucking Maybach Gotta put respect on my gang doing big things Don't ever think y'all can diss my fucking kings Do your own thing, keep your damn dreams F*ck the opposition, keep the damn mission Stack your dough, be fucking happy and grow Don't be wasting all your dollars on the your vices I be in different zone, people say I'm weird Different type of mindset, different type of breed Many others say I can fucking lead a pack I put this image into a fucking Kodak No man, no man, no man No man, no man, no man Ambitions in my city I don't wanna to play games Gotta make it in the Bay gonna go and get paid I'm on the come up, fighting my own demons I don't lose I ain't gonna be a tweak ima go get them blues I don't got a father I make my own way Got the key to my life and it's right on my way Me and my homies, on the come up and we got the guap Got the strap in your face bout to make you be lost Gotta do it for myself and people that I love I wanna be successful don't wanna call that bluff I can't be looking for that white dove, I don't need me no love, I just, wanna be above Above the opposition with my gun in my hand Blasting your face looking like a frying pan Pull up to my block, I'll leave you in a hearse Pull up on my block, I'll leave you in the dirt No man, no man, no man No man, no man, no man