Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
As I sit back thinkin' of times when I was on the cut slangin' nickels and dimes
On the grind young player wanted to shine
Hard times put me in a wild dream with a rhyme
Confrontations with next slanger on the block
Callin' for cars and see who had the biggest rock
Non stop haterz always constantly jocked
Whisperin' in the next man's ear "that's what it about"
Something he didn't heard from a little tweety bird
But you done struck a nerve time to get what you deserve
See me robot on twank and drankin' syrup
Ballin' like a dream oh yeah you ain't heard
That things have changed and its all for the better
Crush diamond bezzleteen candy red with the leather
How clever can one man be
To make it from the bottom to the top
And recognized as a G
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
Tryin' to make my dreamz a reality
Through major setbacks and minor casualties
The tragedies we face since my first day of birth
There's a heaven for a g who's livin' hell on earth
For what it's worth I capitalize I continue to dog
Better rat his police and criminal espionage
A maraud no liver I'm a lyrical thesis
Benzo sittin' low with 20s on side piece
New release independent boyz can't handle me
Cheese haulin' blade crawlin'
So that you all can see
That it's me the G
I be the H-A-W-K
Paper made lyrical genius of the D-E-A
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
Marinate and dedicate to this game I preach
Don't leech get your own try to get on your feet
Take the hint won't hint cause my nerves are solid
Getting scholarships from around the world to improve my knowledge
No more wallets just fat knots and rocks
And 20 inch rims crawlin' down my block
It don't stop with the cops tryin to get hot
In yo face there it is the trunk just popped
Quiet as k when I step with the MS siff
Holocaust created thoughts it ain't too late to be taught
I know some fools that got tools don't even know they got minds
Hustlin' for the wrong reasons don't be extinct in time
What about them gold diggers? Can't leave them out
They couldn't stand the rain like missy now you stuck in the drought
Close yo mouth you didn't think I had it in me
Friends turned to foes now I'm solo in my Bentley
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
I wanna be ballin' through my hood so that everyone can see
