Dreamer lyrics

[Intro]
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
n*ggas can't see me with a telescope
Knocked first my b*tch when I was 24, on P's
And n*ggas running around this b*tch hella broke
I always had money I was selling dope, for real
Been a fly n*gga since grade school
You can ask the homies, know I paid dues
Kept the 8 ball in my tennis shoes
Pocket full of money, know I stay true, it's real
Me I'm from the westside of Bompton
Where the police real we don't do no talking
Enemigos stay away unless they wanna get knocked on
He a cool boy 'cause this sh*t poppin', on Ps
Never had a job but I had a hoe
Never love the b*tch, you know how that go
Only real gangsters at a n*gga's show
There wasn't dookie brains riding lo-los

Dreaming

[Verse 2: Jay Worthy]
Tell these b*tches to dream on like this ain't nothing to sleep on
This sh*t is real dreaming it was all a dream it was all a dream dreaming
We get money like Elon, like this some sh*t you can't even speak on, I swear to God dreaming
Dreaming it was all a dream it was all a dream dreaming
[Verse 3: Iamsu!]
Dodging all the issues and artificial problems
I'm busting out the wrapper like condoms
Wilin' like Dennis Rodman while in an insane asylum
Ain't no more ways around it, I paid my dues and it made me grounded
I'm deep rooted, all that fake sh*t I see through it
I peep movements and speak to 'em, I'm still a student
Don't make me pull my notepad out
Analyze your movement and how it won't pan out dreaming
We really here for the long haul
Six years later I'm here and we still ball
See me in person and not understand I'm this tall
Bag b*tches? in each mall then clip her like Chris Paul
This sh*t got me p*ssed off, why I get my food last?
b*tch I'm Suzy 6-Speed, I get money too fast dreaming
Give her a chance if she worthy like Jay
Started drinking early so I'm swagging all day Ay