(I'm awake but I'm living the dream)
(Me and the clique been coming up like some cream)
(Just like Peso, we toting choppers and beams)
(Like it's 1992, we the Dream Team)
I'm a fresh prince, what the f*ck a Bel-Air
She gon' ride with me, she know I'm very rare
Treat my health with medications
Everywhere I go, I get the special treatments
Get the f*ck off my dick or you gonna get the stick
I'ma tell your mama that she raised a little bitch
My bitch need her own show, she a hot one
Little baby in the back with her top off
I'm awake but I'm living the dream
Me and the clique been coming up like some cream
Just like Peso, we toting choppers and beams
Like it's 1992, we the motherf*cking Dream Team
Thread through the needle like John Stockton
F*ck on your bitch before you walked in
Still in the struggle but I'm feeling rich
Feeling the hunger so I hit a quick lick
Catch me if you can, just like I'm Leo
Bury me with all my ice on, just like I'm Cleo
Where was you, bitch, I'm just keeping it real
Loaded chop, what the f*ck is the deal
(Catch me if you can, just like I'm Leo)
(Bury me with all my ice on, just like I'm Cleo)
(Where was you, I'm just keeping it real)
(Loaded chop, bitch, what the f*ck is your deal)
(Got no time for f*ck shit, you gotta be my boy)
(Let's run it in these streets, can't show no love)
(Gotta keep a pistol and some slugs, miss me with that f*ck shit)
(We on boss shit, you know how the f*ck we rocking, yeah, uh)
Got no time for f*ck shit, you gotta be my boy
Let's run it in these streets, can't show no love
Gotta keep a pistol and some slugs, miss me with that f*ck shit
We on boss shit, you know how the f*ck we rocking, yeah, yeah
Got no time for f*ck shit, you gotta be my boy
Let's run it in these streets, can't show no love
Gotta keep a pistol and some slugs, miss me with that f*ck shit
We on boss shit, you know how the f*ck we rocking, yeah, uh
Working from sun up to the sun down, tryna come up on some money
'Cause I'm hungry, gotta get it for my family
I'm anxious for some money, I be gripping on my gat
Ready for a lick, your bitch love my accents, actually love my presence
Keep it G, so you know that we be stepping
AK's, shotguns, pistols for protection
Pop my shit with capitol P, you can't be me
We go harder, ain't no stopping you, ain't no stopping me
Got no time for f*ck shit, you gotta be my boy
Let's run it in these streets, can't show no love
Gotta keep a pistol and some slugs, miss me with that f*ck shit
We on boss shit, you know how the f*ck we rocking, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Got no time for f*ck shit, you gotta be my boy)
(Let's run it in these streets, can't show no love)
(Gotta keep a pistol and some slugs, miss me with that f*ck shit)
(With that f*ck shit)