I want a d-boy I got dreams of f*ckin' with this young don named [?] That's word to my moms she turned me on That's word to Gav He could have smashed Cops to a quarter, I wish I gave him a daughter for real I used to dream of niggas like [?] His outpost snitched I rather f*ck be the shoe Ah! I'm addicted to drug dealers Young 17 I been f*ckin' with drug niggas You know killers like Pap and Prince Miller From Queens, member Preem? I seen him in my dreams I use to feign for the call even used to wake up late nights Waitin' for them to call me True story before the lime light It was cars, trucks, and bikes Fox and D-Knights Ugh, and ever since I was a child Use to stay dreamin' about Kev' Chiles She want a rude bwoy A know what to do boy Got news of the Cause everyday we done trapping We get this bitch popping Can't leave the streets alone It was all a dream, like Big said When I woke up, damn, seemed like the city was dead What's up New York New York, nobody gettin' bread [?] sent Big Meeks to the feds Now everybody a gangsta nobody got cheddar My dreams were so much better Big money from gold getters Minks in the cold weathers Cris and the best kush Remember Bush Big L son and Lu Harv Homicide Lu and Boy George Just see him go to sleep in the car And pop a few pills Turn me on for real You know Fox send shots to hit you Then I f*ck a nigga like Wayne Perry Since I was young, use to dream of f*ckin' with ? Poppin' bottles while he suckin' or swallow