Street Dreams
歌词
Street Dreams
[Verse] Concrete jungle, where the hustlers juggle Struggle every day, kept tight like a muzzle Old heads preachin', wisdom steady leakin' Little homies tryna ball, alley-oop to the deep end [Verse 2] Graffiti on the walls, stories 'bout the falls Legends in the making, prison-bound calls Block hot like summer breeze, heat never paused Knees scuffed on the pavement, grind never lost [Chorus] Street dreams, ain't what it seems Chasin' paper stacks in the land of the fiends Street dreams, hustler's themes Steady on the grind for them golden gleams [Bridge] Mama always said I had potential in me But the block's where my heart been content to be Dodging the 5-0, light feet, a breeze Schemin' on the low, tryin' to climb these trees [Verse 3] Crumpled bills in the pocket, heavy is the locket Chain around my neck, can't blast off like a rocket Nostalgic for them good days, but now's too toxic See my homie in the cage, might as well lock it [Chorus] Street dreams, ain't what it seems Chasin' paper stacks in the land of the fiends Street dreams, hustler's themes Steady on the grind for them golden gleams