Dreamz-J-Swing

Dreamz - J-Swing Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday Tired of sellin' coc*ine, folks tryna trap me Every night dreamin 'bout livin' life lavish A watch full of karats, a candy coated Caddy Off the show flo', sittin' on fo' Vogues Oak wood gear shift, steer and dash door Choppin' on seventeen inch Indies Bling bling from my mouth to my pinky Enough about my jewelry, grill and my Fleetwood Financially stable so my folks can eat good House sittin' out on the hill to sleep good Livin' peaceful just like we should Money legal, no more sellin' reefer No more feds tryna stick me like a needle When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya He trapped by alarms and the millimeter I'm a do or die ol' playa for my people Follow a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap me I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Ni**a, legal money, no feds tryna trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up You ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up What ya know 'bout havin no dough, no coat for the winter? Remember, we poor folk Most cut yolk and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya d**e hoe Talk about they wanna 'Lac with four do's, no Vogues Wood kit and Momo's, outfits- Polo, pockets- so swole Jenny Craig called- Escalade hog in the yard Breakin' off ya folks too, belly full of soul food Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, green beens Yeah, I pray for that, each and every day I rap I rap with God 'cause I feel you ain't really safe with gats We escape slacks but government helped in welfare My folk cries to the law and ain't no help there We ain't had much, the less to brag about but mo' to lose I ran the street, Mama told me go to school But now I got a chance to change thangs and maintain Mo' so, I ain't gotta slang 'caine no mo' Hell yeah boy, if you really understand dirt Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap until your hands hurt I ain't the only person feel like I feel, gotta live like I live And wanna chill, for real I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap me I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Ni**a, legal money, no feds tryna trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up You ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up Now, put your hands up if you're broke folks tried [Incomprehensible] But y'all ate free lunch and you never had [Incomprehensible] Put ya hands up, if you feel my hurt Have you ever bathed with soap the size of a Cert? Don't disguise the dirt then 'cause we all know rocks It's the real reason furniture go to the pawn shop 'Cause ya crackhead 'cuz smokin' the car antennas I understand see, it's a junkie in every family 'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, lookin' slim in 'em If they too big, what you do? Put a hem in 'em 'Member talkin' over the loud sounds when the wind blow 'Cause the trash bag's replacin' yo' car window Man, I been po', I been poor, we been po' That's how it is in the Field, for real I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap me I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Ni**a, legal money, no feds tryna trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up You ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Makin' legal money, no feds tryna trap me I'ma have me a big nice Caddy House on the hill for my ma' and my pappy Live life happy and I'm still nappy Ni**a, legal money, no feds tryna trap me If you ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up You ever been broke put your hands up You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up