G Two - Lucid Dreams lyrics

[Verse 1: G-Two] Gats in holsters, girls on shoulders/ Doing what VH1 and the worldstar shows us/ Soldiers deep up in the street/ Get the twenty-one gun salute, and white sheet/ See the n***as I be with today, been about the pistol play/ Know I got it on me, but I use it in a different way/ You see a f** n***a (would) rather be remembered as a felon/ A real n***a (would) rather do a bid for never tellin'/ I hear that Heaven is a step away/ Ironic how you get a step closer to it every day/ We all moving on that stairway/ I'm stuck in limbo, humming hymns from my airway/ Motherf** some airplay, I'd rather touch the heart of the streets/ You take a look at my face, you'll see the mark of the beast/ I bring you into my world, it's just the artist in me/ It's food for thought, I give them all they can eat/ Hook: Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/ Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/ [Verse 2: Sonny M. Hoffa] See some of my n***as married, and some of my n***as buried/ It showed me that love exists, but still pray for my adversaries/ Hard to spot the fake when you're living life identical/ The sub tossing slugs to n***as tossing subliminals/ When you grow genitals? Speaking horizontally/ n***as with no hustle blame their stress on the economy/ Get your grind up the world has been f**ed up/ Excuses is for pussies; pull your skirt down and your nuts up/ I got a problem with a man I ask him 'what's up?'/ Sit him down face to face to figure out what's what/ My pride won't get me k**ed but yours might get you crucified/ I coincide with the rules of getting dough or either die/ Y'all n***as go with the wind, won't catch me swaying sides/ Check my resumé - no question if M dot gon' ride/ I'm battle tested, double breasted hard bottom sh**/ They ask me who I'm with? Tell them the Get Money Conglomerate/ Hook: Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/ Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/ [Verse 3: G-Two] My mind's eyes peep the world in a few colors/ Black and white several shades of gray/ Beneath this tree trying to conjure up the shade today/ So I paint a picture on a paper 'fore it fade away/ Mean I'm finding life's meaning kissing misses Mary Jane/ Twisting something steady, brain spinning like a hurricane/ Storming heavy as a beast of the southern wild/ Probably walk 100 miles, just to see my momma smile/ If you seen it, you'd get it - if you didn't you wouldn't/ The reward in this game is you get out what you put in/ Get your balance and footing, take a step when you're ready/ Too much sh** on my brain, may end up breaching the levy/ I'm just keeping it steady, such insatiable hunger/ Fighting demons showed me there really are angels among us/ But it's like anything in between fades/ So I dream like the fellow with a genie these days/ Hook: Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/ Now in this world, of twists and turns/ The spliff gets burned - you live, you learn/ Intelligent gangstas get the money, do your thing/ My old head told me don't sleep on your dreams/