Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Dreams lyrics

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Uh, uh, yeah, ya-yeah

Ready, ready, ready, ready, uh



[Hook]

Now everybody wants to be rich (Yeah)

Nobody wants to be poor (Uh huh)

Every day ya hope ya hit the lotto (Uh)

So you don't have to slave no more (Yeah, yeah)

In the hood we flip things to them fiends (Uh huh)

Cause even hood niggas got dream (Yeah)

Every day we get caught up in the struggle (Uh)

So we can live life, love, and bubble



[Verse 1]

Some jump up in the music game to get the green

Some do the acting thing to blow up on the movie screen

Some play ball hope they're drafted by a pro team

Some say "man I'ma play the hood and serve the fiends"

Some go to school and after that do that college thing

Some drop out, get high, play the hood and bang

Some do the Wall Street, investors, stocks and bonds

Some don't do shit and still home chilin' with their moms

Some move faster, get their Master's

Doctors, lawyers, self-employors

Some do Mickey-D's or some food spots

Some be radio jocks and slice niggas at barber shops

You got blue-collar cats, you got white-collar cats

You got no-collar cats tryin' to stack a stack

You got cats who spend all day sippin'

And you got cats who just layin' back pimpin'



[Hook]



[Verse 2]

Now you got some who play the store and boost gear

And you got some who hustle heads doin' here

And you got some who secretary, bank tellers

And you got some who just look good for they fellas

You got some who's independent, doin' they thing now

And you got some who wanna be they just don't know how

You got some who babysit, daycare and shit

And you got some who hate they job and wanna quit

You got some who housewives, wanna stay at home

And you got some who's big bosses like Sylvia Rome

You got some who shake for dollars, slide down a pole

And you got some who stressed, playin' the mommy-daddy role

You got some who spend their whole life savin'

You got some who's lookin' for that rest haven

And you got some who tell that boss to kiss they ass

And you got some who think makin' sellin' ends



[Hook]



[Verse 3]

Somebody tried to tell you Heaven or Hell is when ya die

Got chu' guessin' there's a better place up in the sky

See I see Heaven and Hell right here on this planet Earth

But mostly Hell ever since my first day of birth

I've seen Heaven from a distance, use my persistance

Overcome resistance and get me some

Ain't no money trees sittin' outside ya front door

Get up and handle yours if ya tired of bein' poor



[Hook x2]
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