Lyrics Dreamin - J. Stalin

Dreamin - J. Stalin
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreamin, artist - J. Stalin. Album song Return of the Body Snatchers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.03.2013
Record label: Live Wire, Rapbay, Urbanlife
Song language: English

Dreamin

City of death homicide on every corner
Eight in the mornin' I’m at the mall tryna buy some Jordans
Call me a hoarder tennis shoes everywhere
But when you sellin' coke you don’t have a care
I’m talkin Peruvian pure coke white as Cher
Got it in the trunk like a spare tire
Money on his head that’s murder for hire
I seen a fiend sell his soul for a dime rock
Then he came right back and sold his son’s XBox
I pray to the Lord this shit gotta stop
Everybody walkin' around with tools on repo
Speakin' in code, tryna get the line on the kilos
They tappin' phones and tryna give us to RICO
I’m tryna get rich and give back to the people
CEO, no nigga you ain’t my equal
See before I can see the fake in you
Cause you never act like a real nigga do
Niggas talkin' to knocks throwin' surprise parties
But we ready for the beef nigga Arbie’s
Livewire MC you see us on them Harley’s
Yeah, it was me (nord?) and bang bang
Nigga tryna make a mil a day
Lyin' on my side, in my hand there’s a grenade
On the corner grindin' since the tenth grade
Cause I don’t like to dream about gettin' paid
Cause I don’t like to dream about gettin' paid
40 on my side in my hand there’s a grenade
Still sellin' dope, since the tenth grade
Cause I don’t like to dream about, gettin' paid
Cause I don’t like to dream about, gettin' paid
Money on my mind, landlord at the door
Tryna kick a nigga out cause I’m sellin' dope
Import export money in the transaction
Bangers on me always killas in my fuckin' faction
You niggas savin' bitches like Action Jackson
These hoes settin' niggas up and ask 'em what happened
He gotta have it my nigga and he just can’t kick it
Therefore, his digits is limited
Livin life wicked tryna touch a meal ticket
Get it on the streets then send it to the niggas in prison
Cause I can see you fake niggas through this tunnel vision
Disloyal see a nigga shot and then his blood boil
In the kitchen my mama cookin' it to the oil
Get the birds cross state, to the Georgetown (?)
Now I’m in the Porsche, it feel like 500 horses
Now I’m in the Porsche, it feel like 500 horses

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Artist lyrics: J. Stalin