Street Dreams 4

Song Street Dreams 4
Artist Lyle Mays
Album Street Dreams

Lyrics

[00:01.94] Artist: Nas
[00:02.13] Album: Street Dreams 12"
[00:02.30] Song: Street Dreams (Bonus Verse)
[00:02.47]
[00:03.06] "Uh. What?! What?! Uh."
[00:03.71]
[00:04.06] Street dreams are made of these
[00:05.60] Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[00:08.21] A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[00:11.09] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[00:13.92] Street dreams are made of these
[00:16.24] Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[00:18.92] Who am I to disagree?
[00:21.52] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[00:22.89]
[00:29.86] My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
[00:32.74] Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear
[00:35.20] Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
[00:37.69] wit' the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave
[00:40.32] dollars and cents- A fugitive with two attempts
[00:42.73] Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
[00:45.58] Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty,
[00:47.71] I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up for realty
[00:50.67] For real, G, I'ma fullfill my dream
[00:53.02] If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my C.R.E.A.M.
[00:56.17] The first trip without the clique
[00:57.88] Sent the bitch wit' the quarter brick, this is it
[00:59.92] Fresh face, NY plates, got a crooked eye for the Jakes
[01:04.11] I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
[01:06.92] F' God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million
[01:10.07] without the FBI catchin' feelin's
[01:11.43]
[01:12.28] Street dreams are made of these
[01:14.23] Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[01:16.94] A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[01:19.55] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[01:22.61] Street dreams are made of these
[01:24.84] Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[01:27.59] Who am I to disagree?
[01:30.14] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[01:32.42]
[01:33.33] From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
[01:35.75] twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
[01:38.01] Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
[01:40.89] Livin wit' moms, gettin it on, flushin' crack
[01:43.30] down the toilet- Two sips from bein' alcoholic
[01:45.96] Nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it
[01:49.14] My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
[01:51.46] A wiser team for a wiser dream, we could all score it
[01:54.20] The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
[01:56.80] Up in the hotel smokin' on sessamina
[01:59.62] Trina got the fishscale between her
[02:01.83] The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her
[02:04.34] She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar,
[02:07.22] Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
[02:09.68] Bitches blow me while hoppin' in the drop-top B-M.
[02:11.56]
[02:12.51] "Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this."
[02:14.71] ("Uh. What? What? Word?")
[02:15.49]
[02:15.76] Street dreams are made of these
[02:17.56] Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[02:20.14] A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[02:22.84] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[02:25.85] Street dreams are made of these
[02:28.21] Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[02:30.87] Who am I to disagree?
[02:33.49] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:19.06] Street dreams are made of these
[03:20.99] Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's
[03:23.60] A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki
[03:26.36] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:29.27] Street dreams are made of these
[03:31.57] Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese
[03:34.30] Who am I to disagree?
[03:36.93] Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
[03:38.69]