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]