You ever watch a dream manifest?It's nothing like itDc 2If you ain't got a dream, you ain't got nothingA lot of niggas changed on me when I got moneySaid it came with the game, and this what I wantedSo I'ma hustle like the first time I got frontedFor the love of the green and the love of the teamPut together a circle that couldn't come in betweenWent from lint in my pockets to using money machinesI got my city back popping and they don't want me to leaveNo they don't want me to leaveBut I gotta go and get it thoughTime is money and I'm on a mission thoughPapa gotta eat, niggas shooting right around my mama wayCops run in my sister crib, I swear I gotta find a wayTryna touch a million dollars and I'm like a dime awayNever ask a nigga for a handout, I [always found a way?]Write my little raps, smoke my little weedSold a little crack just to fund my little needsI was sixteen getting on my little knees? Please help me get a little cheeseIt was hard out, ?In the jungle where niggas will rip your heart outCold summers where niggas'll probably starve outWanna be a kingpin from watching niggas ball outCouldn't blame us, they was tryna chain usBut we was tryna fix the roof while it was rainingWe was tryna keep the house warm when winter came inBut they rather detain us, locked us in cells, restrained usThe razors, animals go in cagesThat's what the slave masters told the workers when they slaved usSmall city, big dreamsI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSince I was sixteenI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSmall city, big dreamsI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSince I was sixteenI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenRock man told us "sun don't shine"You know if his daddy hustling then his son gon' grindHis father was locked up, now his son doing timeWhen certain niggas get to starving, know that gun gon' shineTwo felonies on is record, he got one more time? Picture that, he don't want no jobLost hope, some niggas don't even want no godThey just want a little money just to come through fly'Cause nobody never listens to the broke nigga'Cause when you broke, you considered as a joke niggaIf you a joke, you considered as a ho niggaAnd no nigga wanna live life living poor niggaSmall city, big dreamsI been waiting for this day since I was sixteenSelling white girl, I'm talking christineYoung boy with dreams of touching that big screenSmall city, big dreamsI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSince I was sixteenI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSmall city, big dreamsI been waiting on this day since I was sixteenSince I was sixteenI been waiting on this day since I was sixteen
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