Listen to Triple Beam Dreams song with lyrics from Rick Ross

Triple Beam Dreams

Rick Ross31 Jul 2012

Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics

 

 

Its time to take it to the other side

 

The side you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie

 

But we live this sh*t

 

I’m not a star

But thats a lie

I’ve seen a man raise his hand on the stand he testify

Spoke on a homocide

AMongst other things

 

Even shared my triple beam dreams

 

A project minded individual criminal tactics

 

Us blacks kids born with birth defects we hyperactive

Mentally sex-crazed dysfunctional they describe us

They liars the end of the day we f**king survivors

 

I remember watching Scarface the first time

Look at that big house that Porsche paid for by crime

How could I sell this poison to peoples in my mind

They dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalise

In a bastardised nation Magnum 4 5 carrying

Where I’m from aint far from Washington Heights the cop Aryan

A rookie boy the cookie didn’t make no profit

A stranger to the block I damn near had to make them cop it

It only took a fiend to taste it once to say it’s garbage

I brought it back to poppy aint tryna take no losses

 

He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses

He gives me powder he has faith in Nases

Ambition’s to distribute coke

Had additions to gold chains Mercedes Benz hopes

 

But I’m again broke

This sh*t aint cut for me other dealers they up their orders

Barely at 62′s they already up they quotas

 

They out there everyday some true hustlas for ya

I’m at it halfway none of my customers are loyal

Picturin’ piping out the seats of a Pathfinder

 

Powerful pursuit for p**sy cash the flash diamonds

 

My junior high school class wish I stayed there

Illegal entreprenuer I got my grades there

 

Blaming society man it wasn’t made fair

I would be Ivy League if America played fair

 

Poor excuse and so I was

 

Throwin’ rocks at the pen just for the love

 

Evil the secret life of G’s

 

You seeing my blurry triple beam dreams

 

Pocketful of money parking lot full of them haters

Triple beam dreamin’ crib with 2 elevators

20 flat screens they got cameras every angle

 

D**e been coming so you know the income major

 

Rule number 1 I can’t do business with a stranger

Contract killers coming when I feel in danger

 

Early nineties reminscing when I had a pager

Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour

 

F**k boy talking outta turn ni**a

In a court room spraying like a germ ni**a

 

25 on a line them *s dropping dimes

Cooperation got them red necks dropping time

 

Khaki suits and them *s got to acting cute

We was all cool stacking them Acura coupes

More accurately we acted as if jackin’ was cool

Snatching *s out they shoes then wear their jackets to school

F**k boy you caught up in my dream

 

Countin’ cream on the cover of a magazine

 

I’m the Source got the plug with the uncut

Jay-Z blue magic ni**a what what

Brand new S Class with a meal ticket

Ni**a coc*ine white as Tommy Hilfiger

 

Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I’m gettin’ high

Triple beam dreamin’ as the cream multiplys

 

F**k boy talking outta turn ni**a

 

‘Fore you sell d**e there’s sh*t you gotta learn ni**a

 

Home invasions ducktape

Fornicating counting money with a f**k face

 

F**king b**ches that be giving up your whereabouts

 

Slow leaks gotta air ‘em out

Kill ‘em all Rolls Royce Ghost ni**a ball

 

Phantom drop head sh*t I had to get ‘em all

*s hate but they know they never get involved

 

Food on my plate f**k ‘em all like a

Triple beam dreams the ghetto’s my reality

I’m from where ya hustle determines ya salary

6 figure family member ni**a forget about it

 

Low income housing ni**a try to get up out it

 

I got a plan ni**a just believe in me

 

Triple beam dreaming with this thing me

 

Pocketful of money parking lot full of them haters

Triple beam dreamin’ crib with 2 elevators

20 flat screens they got cameras every angle

 

D**e been coming so you know the income major

Rule number 1: I can’t do business with a stranger

Contract killers coming when I feel in danger

 

Early nineties reminscing when I had a pager

 

Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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Blackbarmitzvah2

Naz at his best, dope track.