Ghetto Dreams (Chopped Not Slopped|Explicit)

My ghetto dreams

Always turn to ghetto nightmares

At night I can't sleep

I toss and turn

Candlesticks in the dark

I was whippin' it hard

I was gettin' the broads that like

Who the hell is that

I was dealing sap

You looking at a n***a

That drove to hell and back

Charismatic I was raised by an

Addict with money in the attic

Got goons while you at it at this

Present time I'm out of my mind

And that's a habit

Still got them waiting in line

They gotta have

At night I can't sleep

I toss and turn

At night I can't sleep

I toss and turn

At night I can't sleep

I toss and turn

Candlesticks in the dark

I was whippin' it hard

I was gettin' the broads that like

Who the hell is that

I was dealing sap

You looking at a n***a

That drove to hell and back

Charismatic I was raised by an

Addict with money in the attic

Got goons while you at it at this

Present time I'm out of my mind

And that's a habit

Still got them waiting in line

They gotta have

Last night was the first night

I got sleep

Tossing and turning for

Two or three weeks

My nightmares are triggered

By bad memories

Lord send me an angel right

Now while I'm having ghetto dreams

Cold sweats listenin' to the old sweat

One two that's a h*e check

Now for real n***a this a whole check

Just bossin' around polo sweats

Used to dream about a bigger couch

Woke up in a bigger house c'mon

Commas in my bank account

So much money I had to

Let the banker count

Last night was the first night

I got sleep

Tossing and turning for

Two or three weeks

My nightmares are triggered

By bad memories

Lord send me an angel right

Now while I'm having ghetto dreams

It's like the world stand still

Yesterday your little man got killed

And all he ever wanted was a bank roll

But he died too youn

Kuz the game cold

Most *s ain't know or

They just think slow

Once you get in you gotta leave

But you can't though

Does freedom make a motherf**ker evil

To the point down your a*s

When he see you

Let's take that needle fill it with poison

Inject the ghetto with the d**g paranoia

Got you lookin' at your

Homeboy sideways

Ain't no honor among thieves

They tell me crime pays

But I don't think so

Because every criminal

I know is in the clink yo

A n***a in the game right now

Must be working for them people

Cause that s**t played out

I lay awake in my four corner room

With the candles