Project Dreamz

Rent 30 days late, gotta be gone by Saturday Tired of sellin' cocaine, the folks tryna' trap me Every night dreamin bout livin life lavish A watch full of karats, a candy coated candy Off the show floor, sitting on four Vouge's Oak wood gear shift, steering, dash door Choppin on 17-inch Enkei's Bling bling from my mouth to my pinky Enough about my jewelry, grill, and my fleetwood Financially stable so my folks can eat good House sittin out on the hill to sleep good Living peaceful, just like we should Money legal, no more sellin reefer No more Fed's tryna' stick me like a needle When it's cold outdo' come in, I'll heat ya You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I'll A.C ya Bump worryin 'bout that burglar comin to creep ya Get trapped by alarms and the millimeter I'm a 'do or die' playa for my people, follow the leader I'm my brother's keeper, for real I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Making legal money, no feds tryna' trap me I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Nigga, legal money, no feds try'na trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up What ya know 'bout having no dough, no coat for the winter Remember, we poor folks Most cut yolk and smoke coke, cutthroats in your dope hole Talkin' 'bout they want a 'Lac with four do's, four vogues Wood kit and Momo's Outfits? Polo, pockets? so swole - Jenny Craig House? Escalade hog, in the yard Takin' care of your folks too, belly full of soul food Chitlins, greens, pork chops, green beans Yeah I pray for that, each and every day I rap I rap with God, 'cause I feel you ain't really safe with gats We escaped stats, of government help and welfare My folk cries to the Lord, wasn't no help there We ain't have much, that's less to brag about, but more to lose I ran the street, mama told me "go to school" But now I got a chance to change things and maintain more So, I ain't gotta slang 'caine no more Hell yeah boy, if you really understand dirt Well I'm a rap if you' gone clap until your hands hurt I ain't the only person feel like I feel and to live like I live I wanna chill, for real I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Making legal money, no feds tryna' trap me I'm a have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Nigga, legal money, no feds try'na trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up Now put your hands up if you're broke folks wasn't able You ate free lunch and you never had cable Put your hands up, if you feel my hurt Have you ever bathed with soap the size of a Cert Don't disguise the dirt did, 'cause we all know rocks It's the real reason furniture go' to the pawn shop Cause your crackhead cause smokin' the car antennas Now understand see It's a junkie in every family 'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, lookin slim in 'em If they' too big What you do? Put a hem in 'em 'Member talking over the loud sounds when the wind blow Cause the trash bag's replacing yo' car window Man, I been poor I been poor We been poor That's how it is in the field, for real I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Makin legal money, no feds tryna' trap me I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Nigga, legal money, no fed's try'na trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Makin legal money, no feds tryna' trap me I'm a have me a big nice candy House on the hill for my ma' with my pappy Live life happy, hair still nappy Nigga, legal money, no feds try'na trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up