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Grand Puba - Dreams lyrics
Uh, uh, yeah, ya-yeah Ready, ready, ready, ready, uh [Hook] Now everybody wants to be rich (Yeah) Nobody wants to be poor (Uh huh) Every day ya hope ya hit the lotto (Uh) So you don't have to slave no more (Yeah, yeah) In the hood we flip things to them fiends (Uh huh) Cause even hood niggas got dream (Yeah) Every day we get caught up in the struggle (Uh) So we can live life, love, and bubble [Verse 1] Some jump up in the music game to get the green Some do the acting thing to blow up on the movie screen Some play ball hope they're drafted by a pro team Some say "man I'ma play the hood and serve the fiends" Some go to school and after that do that college thing Some drop out, get high, play the hood and bang Some do the Wall Street, investors, stocks and bonds Some don't do shit and still home chilin' with their moms Some move faster, get their Master's Doctors, lawyers, self-employors Some do Mickey-D's or some food spots Some be radio jocks and slice niggas at barber shops You got blue-collar cats, you got white-collar cats You got no-collar cats tryin' to stack a stack You got cats who spend all day sippin' And you got cats who just layin' back pimpin' [Hook] [Verse 2] Now you got some who play the store and boost gear And you got some who hustle heads doin' here And you got some who secretary, bank tellers And you got some who just look good for they fellas You got some who's independent, doin' they thing now And you got some who wanna be they just don't know how You got some who babysit, daycare and shit And you got some who hate they job and wanna quit You got some who housewives, wanna stay at home And you got some who's big bosses like Sylvia Rome You got some who shake for dollars, slide down a pole And you got some who stressed, playin' the mommy-daddy role You got some who spend their whole life savin' You got some who's lookin' for that rest haven And you got some who tell that boss to kiss they ass And you got some who think makin' sellin' ends [Hook] [Verse 3] Somebody tried to tell you Heaven or Hell is when ya die Got chu' guessin' there's a better place up in the sky See I see Heaven and Hell right here on this planet Earth But mostly Hell ever since my first day of birth I've seen Heaven from a distance, use my persistance Overcome resistance and get me some Ain't no money trees sittin' outside ya front door Get up and handle yours if ya tired of bein' poor [Hook x2] |
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