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[Intro:] Hey I got a dolla in a dream But it's all a nigga got so it's about that green And I'm all up in that spot Hey [Verse 1:] Yeah the mental state of a young black genius conflicted The fast life I done seen on the screen is addictive Money and clothes I done dreamed about And all the hoes that I thinked about Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had Waving gats instead of flags the American dream Why do we cling to the villians? Knowing they killin' My niggas high enough to swaing from the ceiling Ink from the pen spilling on my notebook Filled with dreams, this is my whole book Still the screams from girls shot and killed fill my head on a daily At times I question God can you blame me they can't tame me? My voice screech through the street I'm a beast on em Oh no he will not fold you will not see a priest on him He will not slip or lose his grip they got them cleats on em But never will he run unless you call police on em [Chorus:] Letras de cancionesOne time, two times, three times Sometimes I scrap sometimes I'm throwin up the peace sign It's two sides to a nigga though I said It's two sides to a nigga yo Ey look sometimes I'm feeling high Then I'm feeling low Lord will I die will I survive let a nigga know You say you know me but what side did you get to know? It's two sides to a nigga yo yo yo [Verse 2:] Yeah some pussy niggas put out on me and my mans Wasn't for the pistol we drop em right there where he stands But still we never ran foolish pride made us stand right there Not understanding we could lose our life there And then the hit us, thinking bout the close calls from long distance Ugh as lil niggas in the Ville we was trippin Type of nose ass niggas to watching the fight until it's over They ran when the gatts came out, I moved closer Foolish what was I thinking? wasn't trying to be cool it's Just the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger When a stranger get to violating He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch I, ll annihilate him I'm tired of wait on my ticket out this motherfucka Hope they don't kill me before I get up out this motherfucka I gotta go, Now can I be that nigga I thought I was? I gotta know Will I make it like I thought I would? I gotta blow [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Yeah I seen heaven, seen hell The two faces of the Ville One side dreams, the other sides real One side schemes, the other side deals What the pain brings another mother cry still Why the fuck am I here God? That nigga died why the fuck am I still alive? I feel ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this success to me And all I seem to focus on is all this stress on me Bless homie we breathin Cold world got me sneezing Wrote this when I was broke so hey I guess we even Though it blows fighting demons trying to stop from bustin semen In an unfamiliar bitch I know my niggas feel this shit How could I fuck her raw? And I just met the hoe My dick took over it ain't never felt this wet before I'm stressing in my mind but it's way to late to stop it Make this shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket Let's change the topic Before I go berserk I'm so alert, riding down 95 Naw I ain't finna to go to work I'm headed back home ain't staying that long I'm chasing dreams shawty I'm paying back loans I'm paying dues that a nigga paying tax on I'm tryina blow like a nigga playing saxophone I'm playing daddy to another niggas daughter Don't worry even Jesus never saw his real father I don't bother me at all though Yeah say it don't bother me They got me thinking bout my mom though Man I can't wait to sing this song I be like, I be like [Outro:] Hey don't cry hey ohh no We ain't gotta worry bout the money no more We ain't gotta worry bout how them bill get paid We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed Hey don't cry hey ohh no We ain't gotta worry bout the money no more We ain't gotta worry bout how them bill get paid We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed Hey Hey Hey From Letras Mania