9th Wonder - Dreamz lyrics

When I was a young boy, I had one toy... And all I wanted was one more That's something my mama couldn't afford, I was forced To play with whatever I found when I got bored I had dreams, of becoming the middleweight champ of the world Not an old man that can't get a girl Can't get a job, cause of my prior conviction I'm a changed man but I fit the liar's description So I dream, that one day my felony'll go away But I know it's gon' be with a n***a till I'm old and grey Move so I can show the way, (please) please listen to my words No your life is not something you want to throw away Don't make the mistakes I made, go to school get good grades Don't worry about trying to get paid Cause at the end of the day The only thing real is whatever's still there When the money go away, yeah Hook When I was just eighteen, I was in state greens And Ron G was still a mixtape king In there nobody rapped about they bling What we did have in common though is we all shared the same dream Of someday going back to the streets To real studios with accurate beats Instead of banging on the table with the checker piece Dreams of popping bottles celebrating my record release I had dreams, to meet Jay-Z say whattup to Nas f** them other rappers, them n***as ain't motherf**ing stars As far as I'm concerned, Snoop nicer without the perm Way before the pimp cup, before I got sent up I had dreams, to do joints with Ja and Supreme Used to root for Khalid El-Amin Whoever thought five years later that Saigon would drop on the scene They'd be calling me the next hottest thing, yup, bada bing Hook Only a few of y'all could really feel what I write n***as like Mike Tyson and Marion "Suge" Knight Like Capone and Nore, they both know the story They know how far a muf**a'll go for glory Khadafi was in the L before he was well stocky Before Intelligent Hoodlum, before the Foul Madhi Black Rob still like Woah, cause the sh** still played Came a long way since the Fishk** days U-God from the Wu squad, Nature, son been there All together X done been in for like ten years 2Pac, you know we can forget about you, Pac The media took the sh** and blew the sh** threw the roof top It's a foul system, take weak minds and twist them Have n***as gone so long, that n***as forget to miss them It's f**ed up but it's real sh**, I hope they let Shyne home on appeal Word Hook