Lyrics:
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Four-one P, I don't sell dreams, I wholesale P's, want half's nigga, don't call me
Don't insult me (boy), wrist frosty, 'bout eighty what this
can't decide (repeated)
Last night I dreamt that somebody fell asleep between my knees
I couldn't help it all my thoughts were rejected by a boy who
When I was a little boy
I dreamed of playing with bigger toys
I just knew what I just knew
What else was I supposed to do?
Scream, dream
fantasies, and your dreams
Believe in me, I will fulfill
Now you know, how I feel
Now baby, tell me, how do you feel?
Boy I feel like this just can't be
you can get, it's the American Dream bitch
Man I'm a middle finger figure, a million dollar mission
Poppin' like Orville Redenbacher, with
you should be my boyfriend, boy
The next day you came by looking nice man
I peeped the ice in your ring and cross and
I wanna know can you come
you need a break
That it should mean they never loved you right out the gate
Who decided when you wanna go pursue your dreams
That it should mean you
dreams ain't easy] Your dreams ain't easy
[You just stick by your plan] Stick by your plan, boy
[Go from boys to men] Go from boys to men
[You must act
living with a bigger dream
To finish High school study film hit the bigger screens
Not to shoot boys or blast ass just to get shit
But this cute boy got
vision
Rolls Royce problems with me haunted by ghost visions
My nights are haunted by ghost dreams dreams dreams dreams
My nights are haunted by ghost
philosophy and
Dialectical vagaries
I think that communism can fester
Only wherever and whenever it
Is encouraged to breed - not
Just by the Communists
You're boy sits down to write a song
'Cause he thinks he's got something to say
Innocence thinks it can change the world
But the world keeps getting
and they see me they like oh boy
Been getting tips you can tell by my style boy
Been moving bricks on my strip for a while boy
Never ride spokes cause you
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Keep dreamin'
Dreaming on
Don't give up when the heat is on
Keep dreaming
Dream you must
Best thing bout being down
You can only go up
Dreamin'
Dream
a sweet full of green
Wake up, boy this ain't a dream
Welcome to H Town, yeah
Welcome to H Town, whoa
I'm praying for H Town, yeah, yeah
Welcome to H Town
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Home boy, I tap dance on the clouds
Who, who, who is it?
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Uh!
You know what it is
(Oooh Aaah Woah) See my Nigga I'm faded Boy a bitch can day dream
She want to roll with the big boys
Nigga I'm faded Gold
never thought off
ButI can see there's something In the water
As Time goes by my mind it wonders
Looking back at my reflection
Tears I know I'll cry no
Why don't you stop talking shit, you little boy
I don't remember your mama taught that, little boy
Think you on top of the world, can't see the void
slipping by the police
Everybody tryna get so lean
They creep up like a nosebleed
I can be a one trick pony
But I woke up from a bad dream
Boy tried, don't
Her eyes
She only exists in the infinite black when I close mine
Her scent
Is that of a thousand rose petals, showering my bed
Her touch
Can not be
a hint of familiarity
This is the same boy!
Yeah, always feeling tired but I can't sleep
Never keep it clean or I can't speak
Always knew I'm gonna be in
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