[Intro]
Hello?
Hello?
Man, 70 brother, man I gotta run you 'bout this shit
Damn, what's happenin' man? What the fuck?
Man I just had a bad ass dream n***a, for real
Oh, you straight huh? The fuck wrong?
Run that shit, what the business is?
Aight, let me run it, look

[Chorus]
I had a dream a n***a tried to walk me down with a stick
I was loaded full of dodey, ridin' slow, me and my bitch
So I pulled up at the store, I had to stop and take a piss
The whole time a n***a following me, but I ain't notice it
Get out the car and turned around, and saw him running to me quick
I'm just hoping, really praying that somehow this n***a miss
Next I wake up out my sleep, paranoid, sweatin' and shit
Grab my Glock straight off the dresser, ready for a pussy bitch

[Verse]
And that's on gang
Don't you hate how many problems money bring?
This shit a shame
It's some people you'll never think'll change, they want the fame
I'll never let 'em take me out the game
I'm out here strapped up with cutter, plus I keep one in the brain
It stay with me
The drum my n***a, this bitch hold fifty
No I'm lyin', it hold seventy-five, bitch ain't no missin'
Took the stock off, now I call it baby K, my bitch the sickest
Back to business, Lil Famous with the shits, that's how I'm livin'
Hold on, n***a tried to get me like the stick wasn't with me
What if the shit was real life? the odds would be against me
I probably would've whacked a n***a, put his ass six feet
We'll never know, maybe the n***a could've zipped me
But it's up, all I know I was gon' bust
I ain't saying I was gon' live, but don't believe in giving up
I just put my faith in God 'cause I know he'll heal me up
But check this out, answer this question, why he wanna kill me for?
'Cause I be flexing in designer, lookin' like a million bucks?
Or he hate the fact Im shittin' on 'em when I'm pullin' up
Fuck a n***a, even hitters fold under pressure bruh
Put all my trust in baby K, and can't forget the monkey nuts, man
[Chorus]
I had a dream a n***a tried to walk me down with a stick
I was loaded full of dodey, ridin' slow, me and my bitch
So I pulled up at the store, I had to stop and take a piss
The whole time a n***a following me, but I ain't notice it
Get out the car and turned around, and saw him running to me quick
I'm just hoping, really praying that somehow this n***a miss
Next I wake up out my sleep, paranoid, sweatin' and shit
Grab my Glock straight off the dresser, ready for a pussy bitch

[Outro]
And that's on gang n***a, yeah
Drum Dummie made the beat so you know this bitch retarded