Closer To My Dreams lyrics

f*ck one hundred
n*gga I'm a million
f*ck that a billion
I put that one my children
Put that on my children
My unborn children
Palm start itching feel the drug storm nearing
V12 engines gone in a instant
G smell kush I keep it burning like a incent
Females look but f*ck em they inconsistent
It's either she a dog or im scared of commitment
Neither one work so I think it's best we kicked it
Love women hate b*tches yeah it's a difference
I got it down to a science
I'm giving you the physic
You dealing with a giant how it look wit a midget
I don't move a pivet I lift a felanche
Unless it's bout a dollar then it's gonna be a stampede
And I don't fear sh*t but a judge that's mad with a grudge
Cuz I made his yearly salary a week selling drugs
Give your b*tch love only if we talkin tennis
That's zero zip nota you can holla bout some business
Authenic never timid
We don't hestiate to squeeze forty Glock bless you when this muthaf*cking sneeze
Achcu that's you then I'm back to it grindin with my bay n*ggas
Scrappin in a black buick smoke blunts that size of louie ville slugga bats
n*ggas sleepin on me but f*ck'em scrap'em they can all nap
Why I stay up no five hour shots
I just don't wanna go back to selling five dollar rocks
So I'm on it livin for the moment learning hard life lessons because I'm young and still growing
Father's only son, mama's lil boy
Moving in and outta town with a package got me noid'
Because I rather take a chance
Before I ever be employed by a cracker who don't view me as a man but as a boy
Cash every time while ya bank account voids
Still easy no roids
Never foldin unda pressure
Every time I leave the house grab the pistol off the dresser still goonin'
Everybody lookin at me like grow up
But I want have a different car every time I show up
Put it all the line
Every nickel every dime
Give you real sh*t every muthaf*ckin' rhyme
I give you real sh*t every muthaf*ckin' rhyme
Life of crime that im livin got me thinkin bout a lawyer
Because it's a whole lot of money but more snitches out in Georgia
Yeah it's viscious out in Georgia takin pictures out in Georgia
West still ain't movin but that n*gga out in Georgia
Get it straight I ain't a crook just ain't living by the book
But tha head game known so these pus*y n*gga shook
Get your diamond chain took just to find out it's fake
So I let you buy it back before you pawn it any day
Let you keep your pride ain't nobody got to know
But you and I both know you went out like a ho
Chi-town n*gga say joe I say Cuz
Is you friend or is you foe n*gga speak your love
Got these frail n*ggas mad
They can't meet my plug
Im greeting n*ggas with slugs
Im greeting b*tches wit hugs
Probably never get a chance if you meet me at a club
But you can get di*k when I feel like it
It's a party in my bedroom your girlfriends invited
I gotta her dikin' I bet she like it
Swimming in her pus*y like a muthaf*ckin' pirate
Higher than the pilot
I can't lift my eyelids
Gun shots and sirens my backgrounds violent
b*tch I ain't the client
Muthaf*ckin press
Riding in tha reno duck tha muthaf*ckin' feds
Put some numbas on your head like a f*cking helmet
Still addicted to the money my n*gga I can't help it
Took a hot one in tha pelvis but I still ain't learn
Why I gotta keep a heater every block I turn
Stand tall and firm because im strong and black
Breath easy pus*y n*gga catch an asthma attack
Im livin like a movie need a plasma with that
Where tha bad b*tches at with tha asses that's fat
And their ass all nice
Looking like God kissed her and blessed her twice
Might dress her in white jump tha broom and throw rice
Yeah right f*ck a b*tch is what I'm screaming to tha grave
Look im married to tha mula hallelujah im paid
The move that I made got my penthouse laid
So try me like a square and get your kid house sprayed
Late nights I pray dreamin of a million
Now its all on tha way I see it you get the vision
Just a rough transition, fore I put him out commission
Rap n*ggas gay im just speaking my suspicions
Play my position weighin work up in tha kitchen
Sometimes tha bathroom is not just a rap tune
Knock tha guts out like I do my cigarillo
Stickin yella in my bedroom singing acappella like like she gettin closer to tha climax
I f*ck them and replace them then erase them out my contacts
Adressbook give em no heart
Lotta fishs in tha water and im feeling like a shark feast up
Im young and im active
I got some sh*t im tryna learn you can help me practice
We study on the mattress that's where my class is
Nothing but a t-shirt that's easy access
She like me for my assets not what I possess
So all I do is f*ck her work her out like a boflex
Keep up with the progress
Im young and im hopeless
California weed only thing keeping me focused
Gone!