
Dreams to Reality ft. Romii Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
If he snitchin' and he running
We gon' get em quick
All these money on your head
A nigga never miss
She your bitch I only fuck her for the Benefit
Yeah we heading to the top
They better let us in
New AP, yeah, I get a lot of love
But they do hate me
And I always get a dub, but I get no sleep
I'm from the street, east side, on the 803
They tryna hate on me, nigga
Flight mood, I'm in the booth
If a nigga play around, I swear down We gon' shoot
Know I came up from nothing, the reason ain't gon' lose
Rockin these designers, put these niggas all on mute
Mama I've been grindin
Gotta come up from the trench
Know these niggas hatin, reason
I don't give a damn
Shoutout to my niggas in the west
Still be reminiscin' all the days a nigga couldn't pay the rent
My life is like a movie, could've ended up in the cell
Dreams to reality, I end up in the pent
Cheers to the days I was livin' in the Hood
Came out from the ghetto
Where they ain't no motivation
Started seein' visions, so I head out on a mission
Money must be made
I started gettin' benediction
Nigga, I'm a boss
Got models liking on my pictures
The way I'm gettin' money
Bitches say I seem possessed
If he snitchin' and he running
We gon' get em quick
All these money on your head
A nigga never miss
She your bitch I only fuck her for the Benefit
Yeah we heading to the top
They better let us in
New AP, yeah, I get a lot of love
But they do hate me
And I always get a dub, but I get no sleep
I'm from the street, east side, on the 803
They tryna hate on me, nigga
Pull up in the store
I bet I'll spend a dub
I got bitches on my phone, they tryna
Lick it up
I ain't got no time
But I got a Rollie
Bought another Rollie
To my ex I'm never sorry
Niggas couldn't be me
So they turned against me
Peeping all the hating
Bitchass niggas acting shaddy
This ain't shady baby
Better shade your baby
Took her in the drop
We came home
She was dropping panties
Party after party, please don't call my celly
I got diamonds on my ear
I can't hear these bummies
Pussy niggas snitchin, you can't hang around me
When you see me ballin, nigga, better stay from around me
Caught this Nigga lacking
Then he fled the scene
If he thinking he a menace
We gon make him bleed
Catch you in the streets
Do you like a kid
Man we heading to the top
Sipping Hennessy
If he snitchin' and he running
We gon' get em quick
All these money on your head
A nigga never miss
She your bitch I only fuck her for the Benefit
Yeah we heading to the top
They better let us in
New AP, yeah, I get a lot of love
But they do hate me
And I always get a dub, but I get no sleep
I'm from the street, east side, on the 803
They tryna hate on me, nigga