Poe Man's Dreams lyrics

by

Pusha T


[Verse]
You like to mistake a street n*gga
For real n*gga
That same n*gga that kill with ya
Will squeal with ya
I like to start it out from the bottom
And build with ya
Be on my last dollar
And split the bill with ya
I'm 23 with morals
And plans of living cordial
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
The city got my back
And for that
I give them my torso
You think about it
And don't call me lyrical
'Cause really I'm just a n*gga
That's evil and spiritual
I know some rappers using big words
To make their similes curve
My simplest sh*t be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts
Of good kids and criminals
Worrisome individuals
That live life critical
So won't you bear witness
While I bare feet
So you can walk in my shoes
And get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
On his lunch break
Eating in that parking lot
On "Wanna Be Heard"
Probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me getting what I deserved
Somebody said my name on the radio
He ain't know I was ready for
The world that minute
So the next time he roll up and drop grams in it
He'll probably be
Out of work, laid back, while he

[Hook]
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good

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