It Was All a Dream

[Verse 1]

It was all a dream I used to read Murder Dogg magazine

Wanted to be a dope boy so I could ride clean

Fuck boi ya'll ain't playing no stunts

I went from ashy to classy in only ten months

I'm starting to think I wasn't built for this planet

As a child momma told me I was just too mannish

Lost Annie May in '95 was a hard summer

Miss [?] was like a mother I'd die if I lose another

Ain't been to church in a while so they say I'm vile

Fuck them I still pray and I pay my ties

Besides the only one that roots for me is the Lord

I'm a gladiator baby I'mma die with the sword

If they turn their back on me cause I spoke from my heart

I just pack up my shit and take a trip to Mars

Cause a hustla gonna hustle forever

Since it's hell on Earth I got the nerve to say good bye to the devil

[Hook]

Can I live?

Ya'll niggas don't see my dreams

I hustle all night just to get more cream

Can I live?

Ay papi I need them things

Put crack on the track like habit to the fiends

Can I live?

Drop top Chevy's and coupes

Polo clothes with the polo shoes

Can I live?

Trophies, awards, diamonds, and plagues

It's all good but I need them stacks go and get this crack

[Verse 2]

I just want it in the worst way

Copped my first pair of J's in the 10th grade

Sold some stacks to get games for my PlayStation

Papa never knew about it told him I was saving

Tired of living in the shadow of my brother

Started hanging with some O.G. that told me just be [?]

It's kind of hard to see the light without the darkness

I'm through with excusing niggas and begging bitches pardon

Win or lose young man only time will tell

You'll be surprised how many lames wanna see me fail

Never been secure pimpin' always been a mover

Favorite rapper, favorite rapper, favorite producer

Hey I sleep with my eyes on cause life ain't fair

My friends ain't family and family ain't there

Like BIG I got these Suicidal Thoughts

A couple kush blunts, patron playboy, and a Mo

[Hook]