All I ever had was a dream and a prayer Said all I ever ad was a dream and a prayer Dreams come true If God blessed me, then He will bless you Dreams come true If God blessed me, He gonna bless you You know what, I can get no job I got thoughts of selling c**aine My uncle got cancer, need medication and Rogaine n***as out here walking, no gas, they selling propane Y'all n***as is robbing, turning n***as to low main Chinese choppers, they bust you, tell you they Siamese Twin, double shoters, I know you n***as will try me Why me? You ain't gave me sh**, n***a, I took it And you ain't taking sh** from me, partner, so quit that looking I'm older, plus I know this world is getting colder sponsored links I take a lot of pictures exposing that motor roller Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder Grip told me cuz' stay focused, don't let them fold you Up like the papers in Manilla, you n***as sweet as vanilla So I stay cool, in the fur of my chinchilla And out the gates of what I'm truly considered a real n***a And gangsta don't mean you banging and k** n***as And you lil' n***as need to chill and live, n***a This sh** you dying for ain't going to hell with you Hope you got a**urance, my n***a, and ice packs You gonna pray to God that Lucifer slice that Time that you living and die, where you go when you die You never know, just hope you float in the sky
They tell you go to school and get a degree But n***as with their Masters' at the tin service, working with me The never told me get my certification, but they hired a white boy In high school who daddy owned some places I applied for, I ain't stopped then, I applied more Got a job two weeks late, I got fired from both Got a pound of that herb for 8, 50, sold it for 13, like damn, I sell it quickly Why is this so sticky, my n***as, they still smoking Ain't no taxes on that b**h, the government don't promote it I figured if they scared just say and deny quoting Hope your brain cells stay lower and we devoted to the hocus pocus Abracadabra, magical lotion The locomotive handsome Tabius Tate when he flowing Rowing, hoping that I'mma stay in my lane, never to change But I work for the better, never do it in vane Insane, I established the moments to make progress It's a process, like waking without a car Yes, bless, I gave God all praises, shorty had my back when I was aching Every time, Lord knows I was stressing away in my head and mind I was five cents, shorty helped me make a dime My city dying and I'm trying to erase the crime Yeah, Lord forgive me for all my sins Tabius Tate music.com Wanna thank you all for coming out, know what I'm saying One more shot, gone