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Project Dreamz

Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday

Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna trap me

Every night dreamin 'bout livin' life lavish

A watch full of karats, a candy coated CaddyOff the show flo', sittin' on fo' Vogues

Oak wood gear shift, steer and dash door

Choppin' on seventeen inch Indies

Bling bling from my mouth to my pinkyEnough about my jewelry, grill and my Fleetwood

Financially stable so my folks can eat good

House sittin' out on the hill to sleep good

Livin' peaceful just like we shouldMoney legal, no more sellin' reefer

No more feds tryna stick me like a needle

When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya

You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. yaDon't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya

He trapped by alarms and the millimeter

I'm a do or die ol' playa for my people

Follow a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for realI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap meI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna trap meIf you ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up

You ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put 'em upWhat ya know 'bout havin no dough, no coat for the winter?

Remember, we poor folk

Most cut yolk and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya dope hoe

Talk about they wanna 'Lac with four do's, no VoguesWood kit and Momo's, outfits- Polo, pockets- so swole

Jenny Craig called- Escalade hog in the yard

Breakin' off ya folks too, belly full of soul food

Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, green beensYeah, 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 escape slacks but government helped in welfare

My folk cries to the law and ain't no help thereWe ain't had much, the less to brag about but mo' to lose

I ran the street, Mama told me go to school

But now I got a chance to change thangs and maintain

Mo' so, I ain't gotta slang 'caine no mo'Hell yeah boy, if you really understand dirt

Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap until your hands hurt

I ain't the only person feel like I feel, gotta live like I live

And wanna chill, for realI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap meI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna trap meIf you ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up

You ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put 'em upNow, put your hands up if you're broke folks tried [Incomprehensible]

But y'all ate free lunch and you never had [Incomprehensible]

Put ya hands up, if you feel my hurt

Have you ever bathed with soap the size of a Cert?Don't disguise the dirt then 'cause we all know rocks

It's the real reason furniture go to the pawn shop

'Cause ya crackhead 'cuz smokin' the car antennas

I 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 talkin' over the loud sounds when the wind blow

'Cause the trash bag's replacin' yo' car window

Man, I been po', I been poor, we been po'

That's how it is in the Field, for realI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap meI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna trap meIf you ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up

You ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put 'em upI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap meI'ma have me a big nice Caddy

House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy

Live life happy and I'm still nappy

Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna trap meIf you ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up

You ever been broke put your hands up

You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up

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