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- Triple Beam Dreams[Prod. By Justice League] 歌詞 Rick Ross
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- Rick Ross Triple Beam Dreams[Prod. By Justice League] 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- Its time to take it to the other side
The side you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit
Im not a star But thats a lie Ive 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-cking 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 my peoples in my mind They dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalize In a bastardised nation Magnum 4 5 carrying Where Im from aint far from Washington Heights the cop Aryan A rookie boy the cookie didnt 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 its 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 Ambitions to distribute coke Had additions to gold chains Mercedes Benz hopes But Im again broke This shit 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 Im at it halfway none of my customers are loyal Picturin' piping out the seats of a Pathfinder Powerful pursuit for p-ssy cash the flash diamonds My junior high school class wish I stayed there Illegal entrepreneur I got my grades there Blaming society man it wasnt 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 Gs 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 Dope been coming so you know the income major Rule number 1 I cant do business with a stranger Contract killers coming when I feel in danger Early nineties reminiscing when I had a pager Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbor F-ck boy talking outta turn nigga In a court room spraying like a germ nigga 25 on a line them niggas dropping dimes Cooperation got them red necks dropping time Khaki suits and them niggas got to acting cute We was all cool stacking them Acura coupes More accurately we acted as if jackin was cool Snatching niggas out they shoes then wear their jackets to school F-ck boy you caught up in my dream Countin cream on the cover of a magazine Im the Source got the plug with the uncut Jay-Z blue magic nigga what what Brand new S Class with a meal ticket Nigga cocaine white as Tommy Hilfiger Ralph Lauren Blue Label as Im gettin high Triple beam dreamin' as the cream multiplys F-ck boy talking outta turn nigga Fore you sell dope theres shit you gotta learn nigga Home invasions ducktape Fornicating counting money with a f-ck face F-cking bitches that be giving up your whereabouts
Slow leaks gotta air em out Kill em all Rolls Royce Ghost nigga ball Phantom drop head shit I had to get em all Niggas hate but they know they never get involved Food on my plate f-ck em all like a Triple beam dreams the ghettos my reality Im from where ya hustle determines ya salary 6 figure family member nigga forget about it Low income housing nigga try to get up out it I got a plan nigga 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 Dope been coming so you know the income major Rule number 1: I cant do business with a stranger Contract killers coming when I feel in danger Early nineties reminiscing when I had a pager Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour
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