(feat. Andrea Gray)
[Daz]
reality, reality...
[Daz - chorus 2x]
f** dreamin the same dreams
bein down for the same team
wether it seems to be reality it's just a dream
why, eye to eye, the colors that I wear is do or die
when I walk down the streets, will I meet evil in disguise
[Daz]
now I'm dreamin a new dream
bein down with the Snoop team
wether it seems to be reality, it's not a dream
and the colors I wear is do or die
if I git caught slippin will I meet evil up in disguise
so I pack a bigger strap, .32 round cap
with my mind tellin me no or should I peel this cap back
cuz these hater a** n***az only out for my wealth
see I don't know what the future really holds for myself
and then I tell myself
"there's nowhere for me to turn"
when you f**ed up so many times you bound to learn
it's reality and fatality that you and your boys y'all wanna smoke me up
n***az wanna battle me, ya soul is lost
neva-eva to be found
when my friends be around when they rest me in the ground
we blast for the cash, bashin for green
life ain't what it seems, n***az full of horrible dreams
Dat n***a Daz is on the mash again
yeah, it's Dillinger with a fifth of Hen
livin in a world of sin
will my composer ever be the same
give it to you like it is, f** playin them games
I wanna f** yo b**h cuz I wanna bust a nut
but you silly a** b**hes wanna get me caught up
but it's hard to survive in 2005
but I got 2005 ways just to let a n***a die
it's all about controversy
the same a** n***az out to work me
it's the same b**h n***az out to hurt me
my closest road dog said he won't switch sides
he said he'd represent it till the f**in day that he'd die
he know he lied cuz n***az who live wrong is bound to live a short life
when you perish ya go to hell for the sh** you didn't do right
will money be the rule of my destruction
without the money I can't even seem to function
it shows me what money is capable of
now my worstest enemies, I show 'em no love
buy me some Hennesy, I need some Hennesy
from Long Beach to Atlanta, back to Tennessee
I'm not the age of being a man of eatin ham
f** stamps, 16 Compton g's in my hand
let ya to the older n***az who started this sh** (Long Beeeeach!)
now I got my own crew hoppin in respect (Dogg Poooound)
like to cook it, blow it up, double and triple my profit
now every dope dealer wanna cop it
becuz I got the bomb and I ain't goin back
so everybody draw down n***a draw out ya strap
[Daz - chorus 2x]
[Daz]
yeah
f** dreamin the same dreams
waitin on the motherf**er to help you out ya bullsh** all the time
take your life to your own destiny
if you f**ed up you did it on your own
don't let another motherf**er f** you up
take time, think
be about yourself
yeah
f** dreamin the same dreams