Still Dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
As I write on this loose leaf, realize niggas don't move me
Love, friends, real shit, ya'll use that too loosely
Real niggas salute me, I been in my 2-3
Records spinnin' like boobie
Ya'll ain't even livin talking bout shit is a movie
This shit is a doozy
This remy in my cup till it make me feel woozy
I'm young black in America
Please don't shoot me
I'm young black in America
Police gon' shoot me
Oh please don't noose me
Lord please just rebuke me
For all the foul and the wild shit I ever did
I wish I never did
Excuse my rhetoric
I prolly could've been a better kid
All I could do was learn from it
Glad I ain't burn from it
You pick some shit in hopes that you can earn from it
A lot of niggas ain't consistent and they turn from it
This a million dollar sound without a firm budget
Tunnel vision, whatever the terms, fuck it, I still love it
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
But it's politics in all this shit
It's politics in politics
Went to college thinking I could spit knowledge like I'm Pac and shit
All I learned was pussy is power, till they keep poppin it
Poppin for anybody that got green like a botanist
Life gets so monotonous
This ice I keep on rockin it
Fuck the price, cause I'm coppin it
Roll the dice, I need to stop this shit, damn
But why play it safe when I'm locked in this
Who topping this?
Middle finger to your top 10 list
Yea, I ain't chasing opps, I'm chasing oppulence
Cannot convince me not to clinch my fist
When I know these dreams can turn to nightmares just because you poppin it's
Not always what it seems when you lookin through binoculars
Especially when your skin a lil chocolate
Call us monsters so they lockin us
These bars come spur of the moment, feelin like I'm Popovich
I'm poppin bitch
And I ain't gotta say a thing, cause they soon gon know the name
And that's word to the gang
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
As I write on this loose leaf, realize niggas don't move me
Love, friends, real shit, ya'll use that too loosely
Real niggas salute me, I been in my 2-3
Records spinnin' like boobie
Ya'll ain't even livin talking bout shit is a movie
This shit is a doozy
This remy in my cup till it make me feel woozy
I'm young black in America
Please don't shoot me
I'm young black in America
Police gon' shoot me
Oh please don't noose me
Lord please just rebuke me
For all the foul and the wild shit I ever did
I wish I never did
Excuse my rhetoric
I prolly could've been a better kid
All I could do was learn from it
Glad I ain't burn from it
You pick some shit in hopes that you can earn from it
A lot of niggas ain't consistent and they turn from it
This a million dollar sound without a firm budget
Tunnel vision, whatever the terms, fuck it, I still love it
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
But it's politics in all this shit
It's politics in politics
Went to college thinking I could spit knowledge like I'm Pac and shit
All I learned was pussy is power, till they keep poppin it
Poppin for anybody that got green like a botanist
Life gets so monotonous
This ice I keep on rockin it
Fuck the price, cause I'm coppin it
Roll the dice, I need to stop this shit, damn
But why play it safe when I'm locked in this
Who topping this?
Middle finger to your top 10 list
Yea, I ain't chasing opps, I'm chasing oppulence
Cannot convince me not to clinch my fist
When I know these dreams can turn to nightmares just because you poppin it's
Not always what it seems when you lookin through binoculars
Especially when your skin a lil chocolate
Call us monsters so they lockin us
These bars come spur of the moment, feelin like I'm Popovich
I'm poppin bitch
And I ain't gotta say a thing, cause they soon gon know the name
And that's word to the gang
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
I got a lot of things that's on my mind
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
Through it all I'm still dreamin'
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Writer(s): Marc Hill
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