Dreaming
[Intro]
Gangsta for life..gangsta
Tell dem that...I!
Yo, we got to make the money, yeah
That's most of us hopes and dreams
So don't ever go and bow for it
Go in the streets and struggle for it, hahaha
If that even means you haffi smuggle for it
[Chorus]
See, I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
[Verse 1]
Making money and all is well
And I'm a gangster for life because my song can tell
But, some boy make true the money, dem back part dem go sell
Nuff go bow out and some turn enamel
But the music give me money, or the highest me a sell
Or me gone pon a mission and lef' the place correl
John crow fly down because body start smell
And, how me survive? Only God can tell
[Chorus]
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
[Verse 2]
And if me stick you fi your paper, try nuh run
Because me come fi your things, it's like me a put it down
And anybody 'if' and 'but', then dem look inna mi gun
And if dem talk too hard you know you gone underground
Because me need the money fi mi daughter and son
Because me try fi look a work and dem turn me down
Then me link with Daseca and do music fi fun
Big up mi dads, Bounty Killer, because your money can't done
[Chorus]
And I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
[Interlude]
Believe me, people...
Na, na
I was dreaming, dreaming, God knows
Believe me, people, I
Gangsta for life, I, I
[Chorus]
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating on a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper, and crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
[Outro]
People fear what they don't overstand
And for this reason...
They will try to end your life
Beware, my son...
Beware...