Street Dreams (feat. Sara S)

It's time to wake up the game

Cause things just ain't the same

Without us this shit sounds lame

And I put that on everythang

I put that on everythang

From my kids to my last name

Yap and I love to rap

I got fifteen beverages all on tap

So while the ladies laugh and G's do they thang

We riding Chevrolets, Brohams, and Mustangs

It's S.M.V til the day I die

Where we swing from the shoulders

And let them muthafuckas fly

So why ask why

When you know the answer

Cause we breaking shit down

Like a compound fracture

Flip it faster, flip the script, microphone thrasher

Bout to own my own masters

Fuck you bastards if you think you coming up on me

I'm 44 years old and feeling way OG

If anything stick to the plan

I'm gonna do the best I can do

My all I'll give to you

What street dreams are made of

Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock

Two fifteens in the back, so you can hear us coming

True blue straight from the West, on everything I swear

We'll take all your problems away

It goes through these veins, pumps the heart

Next to fam, my love this art

Visions of beauty, eyes behold

Paper, pen, pad, all I know

One man journey, one life on Earth

Documented as it was, real time unrehearsed

Feel so blessed for everyday I get

The good, the bad til the day I defect

Love respect, my people, my tree

Even on the haters who ran I don't see

The most downloaded, duplicated, never known

The so so kid for the bid I'm blood cold

A dying breed, Holy Mary Mother Lord keep me

I know I'm wanted, but the crooked world needs me

Ear to the streets, even in my sleep

C.L.S.C., S.M.V

If anything stick to the plan

I'm gonna do the best I can do

My all I'll give to you

What street dreams are made of

Even in my sleep, we got this shit on lock

Two 15s in the back, so you can hear us coming

True blue straight from the West, on everything I swear

We'll take all your problems away