It Was All a Dream
Don't let nobody stop you from your dreams, if you do it then please do it B.I.G.
All facts preach to em like T.I.P. All cap man I swear when you rap it made believe
I came in the game so humble niggas treat me like dumbo
Till I pop up and hop in the booth and cook gumbo
Everybody looking like food, I'm stack bundles
Any foo tryna stand in my way they get out hustled
You better do your research on me first ima mess
But make it look fresh like a bleached shirt
Like a born again christian this is the rebirth
Anybody try stop my shine gotta see me first
Im not just a nigga that started rapping
Ima foo with these words this is my passion
I worked hard for this shit it did not happen
Overnight, me picking up the mic was not random
I set myself some goals and I accomplished it
Poured a drink and made a toast to my accomplishments
Had to go back to my roots it was common sense
As a kid I was way stronger and confident
If I can talk to my younger self I would say
Keep that drive you can you drive in a lambourgini one day
You can do whatever you put your mind too cause it'll pay
Don't worry what people say just do like what biggie say
I used to read through Eastbay magazines plotting on fits picking
Kicks with the matching tees
And baggy jeans
I swear we used to imagine this from recording on cassette tapes at recess battling
I was quite the dreamer a quite storm they aint quite believe me
I used to put only instrumentals on all my cds
Now I shoot all these videos to make sure you see me
I know that one day its got be me
All facts preach to em like T.I.P. All cap man I swear when you rap it made believe
I came in the game so humble niggas treat me like dumbo
Till I pop up and hop in the booth and cook gumbo
Everybody looking like food, I'm stack bundles
Any foo tryna stand in my way they get out hustled
You better do your research on me first ima mess
But make it look fresh like a bleached shirt
Like a born again christian this is the rebirth
Anybody try stop my shine gotta see me first
Im not just a nigga that started rapping
Ima foo with these words this is my passion
I worked hard for this shit it did not happen
Overnight, me picking up the mic was not random
I set myself some goals and I accomplished it
Poured a drink and made a toast to my accomplishments
Had to go back to my roots it was common sense
As a kid I was way stronger and confident
If I can talk to my younger self I would say
Keep that drive you can you drive in a lambourgini one day
You can do whatever you put your mind too cause it'll pay
Don't worry what people say just do like what biggie say
I used to read through Eastbay magazines plotting on fits picking
Kicks with the matching tees
And baggy jeans
I swear we used to imagine this from recording on cassette tapes at recess battling
I was quite the dreamer a quite storm they aint quite believe me
I used to put only instrumentals on all my cds
Now I shoot all these videos to make sure you see me
I know that one day its got be me
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Aparicio
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