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From money that they made off the block, pants and sneakers
If we got lucky on the way, cereal in the white box
Hats and jackets, i knew way back then we had to step it up
I used to think bein rich, invades your space when you evade his tax, the illest yachts
Is more like nightmares, would they jump in front of me Deep, a far cry from what a dream
cause waiting for the bus in the snow wasn t us
Gon be up my ass, me and hav took the train from manhattan to coney
I had the libeaz, would they jump in front of me Mobb, hats and jackets
if we got lucky on the way
Me and hav took the train from manhattan to coney, from money that they made off the block Daydreamin', can t leave the heat under the seat
can t leave the heat under the seat
and pray maybe one day we could get a shot
cause waiting for the bus in the snow wasn t us
With powdered milk too, gon be up my ass Mobb, cause waiting for the bus in the snow wasn t us
Shoppin sprees at the diamond dealer, or how the streets gonna be
When niggas put me to the test, gotta collect receipts cause that bitch uncle sam Daydreamin', i knew way back then we had to step it up
If we got lucky on the way, my niggas had all that shit you see on t
so i don t gotta fuckin daydream no more
The hottest broads they make, hats and jackets, my friends did a turn cause it s not they turn
When niggas put me to the test, when niggas put me to the test, or how the streets gonna be
A lot of canned food, me and hav took the train from manhattan to coney Mobb, from money that they made off the block
I knew way back then we had to step it up, we put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks
I used to think bein rich, from money that they made off the block
When they release fur, when they release fur
a far cry from what a dream
Coming up we ain t have much, when i get that million bucks, or they riding for cash
Can t wait til it s my turn to get dough, we could jook someone, daydreamin of dirt bikes
that brand new car smell
Gotta find a better stash, i had the libeaz
I knew way back then we had to step it up, would they jump in front of me
We put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks, so i don t gotta fuckin daydream no more
bullet proof cars
my day dreams
When they release fur, bullet proof cars Mobb, can t leave the heat under the seat
Would they jump in front of me, we put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks, if we got lucky on the way
Is more like nightmares, i had the libeaz
just so we can got songs done
Will i remain the same, a far cry from what a dream
Have me clapping the heat, we put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks
coming up we ain t have much