P. Soul - Lucid lyrics

[Chorus: Tric the Tyrant] Will they ever let me dream? Of anything other then the p**y and the cream? Glorify the hustle But the hustle is the means To the obscene To getting green [Verse 1: Tric the Tyrant] I used to dream about falling in love I used to dream about falling in love I used to dream then the sh** hit me all sudden You were right in front of me but I was busy fronting Trying to put these records out Grinding all night That's what these records ‘bout Listen up tight I never even stopped to ask how the f** you been Though you treat a brotha nice real genuine Apologize for the nights we didn't get to hang Apologize for all the girls you know I banged I knew you loved me when you told me in October But g sh**, homie, will you love me when I'm sober? Ha! And when the partying is over And will you love me when your friends tell you I told ya? He's a no good He from that old hood He probably got another girl You know how n***as do it He probably tells you that he loves you But no n***a could You need a good man So I guess no n***a should But can I dream? I'm married to the president Of being past the bullsh** in the present tense And being a father who's been present since Dad set that precedent Got me permanently on the residence [Outro: Tric the Tyrant] And I just wanna dream But I know they'll never let me Susie was an ally But only when she would bed me And Ty too Only when she was wet g Still afraid of alleys Cause I know they're out to get me I guess you can ask Freddy bout the rest b Will they ever let me dream? Of anything other then the p**y and the cream?