A Tale Of 2 Citiez

Uh Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me, my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees, my nigga Used to want a pathfinder with some tints That's all I need, my nigga Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it rinsed But now I see, my nigga That the world's a lot bigger ever since Picked up the paper And they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps Fuck being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah, can I get a glimpse? Last night I had a bad dream (Bad dream, bad dream) That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? (Bad thing, bad thing) They robbin' niggas on the daily Can you blame a nigga that ain't never had things? (What's the value of a thing?) Guess not, last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Small town nigga Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know that shit ain't always good as it seems But tell me till you get it how could you know? How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know?) (How could you know? How could you know?) (How could you know?) How could you know? (How could you know?) (How could you know? How could you know?) (How could you know? How could you know?) Listen up I'm about to go and get rich Fuck with me my nigga We gon' circle around the Ville and hit a lick Cop some tree my nigga And some powder, bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my nigga One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And that's the key my nigga Listen up I'm bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to nigga Me I want my pockets fat, a badder bitch Tired of seein' niggas flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga Watch some rollers in the fuckin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga Wanna know a funny thing about this shit? Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you nigga, haunt you Last night I had a bad dream (Bad dream, bad dream) That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? (Bad thing, bad thing) I look around like do you wanna be another nigga That ain't never had things? (What's the value of a thing?) Guess not, last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like (You know what the fuck it is nigga, run that shit right now) Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Father forgive me for my childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me, miles away Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but Before you go I've got to, warn you now Whatever goes up surely, must come down You get your piece but no peace, won't be found So why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command