SUMTHING

Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit three-hundred Es
A drug dealers destiny is reachin a ki
Everybodys lookin for somethin
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybodys lookin for somethin
My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware wit one change of gear
Nothin on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
wit the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave
dollars and cents- A fugitive with two attempts
Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Though Im innocent til proven guilty,
Ima try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty
For real, G, Ima fullfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely Ill build my C.R.E.A.M.
The first trip without the clique
Sent the wit the quarter brick, this is it
Fresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
F God sake, what got to do to make a half million
without the FBI catchin feelins
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit three-hundred Es
A dog dealers destiny is reachin a ki
Everybodys lookin for somethin
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybodys lookin for somethin'
From fat cat to papi see the cat
twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
Holdin gats wasnt making me fat, snitches on my back
Livin wit moms, gettin it on, flushin crack
down the toilet- Two sips from bein alcoholic
Nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from bein rich but now Im all for it
My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
A wiser team for a wiser dream, we could all score it
The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel smokin on sessamina
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way the shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her
She got me back livin sweeter, fresh Caesar,
Guess, David Robinsons, Walle moccasins
blow me while hoppin in the drop-top B-M.
' Word is bond, son, I had that down on like this.'
('Uh. What? What? Word?')
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit three-hundred Es
A drug dealers destiny is reachin a ki
Everybodys lookin for somethin
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybodys lookin for somethin
Street dreams are made of these
Thugs drop Beemers wit three-hundred Es
A dog dealers destiny is reachin a ki
Everybodys lookin for somethin
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for playas wit big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybodys lookin for somethin