Cold November

(I was dreaming of the past) Black soprano family It's Benny, nigga, yeah 17 Bullets, mm (why do good times never last?) Straight like that, right? (Help me Jesus) I'ma give it to niggas the only way I know how to give it to niggas And that's straight up and down (I can't hold on another day) Yeah, yo (I was dreaming) Look, what's stoppin' me, besides I come from poverty And never seen a man love my mother properly I grew up quick, I guess these streets did a lot to me I was servin' the babysitters who was watchin' me (I was dreaming) I'll be thinkin' 'bout that shit when my cigar smokin' Every time I catch a run, I feel the walls close in That's why you 'posed to save up what you made You never know you might wake up to a raid, I done seen it all (I was dreaming) I done bought niggas jewels and gave niggas dope I took niggas on trips and gave niggas hope I put verses on they songs and gave niggas quotes When it's time to return the favors, same niggas boast (I was dreaming) I guess it ain't no love without hatred And you can't have trust without patience What you know about the snitch bein' the plug on y'all cases? 18, and the judge you got racist My life real, ask my day ones, I been connected with work Three smokers in a house, they all gettin' checks on the first I stretched it, I compressed it, then I measured the work I chef'd it, gave 'em credit then collected the worth (I was dreaming) My momma proud, so she smile, I'm a reflection of her Stack money, stay low, been my objective since birth You can't take a nigga blueprint and expect it to work When that man drew up that plan and perfected it first (I was dreaming) I was runnin' in the streets, hustlin' for weeks They tellin' us to vote like the government for me There's a war goin' on against us and the police If we lose, we get the max or covered with a sheet (I was dreaming) I can tell if you real by the company you keep How your handshake feel and by how comfortable you speak I'll be humble when I'm broke, I'll be humble when I flee Niggas talkin' good 'cause they don't plan on runnin' into me (I was dreaming) Let's go, let's go Y'all niggas dreamin', man Y'all niggas dreamin' That's a fact, y'all niggas dreamin' Fuckin' with me, straight up and down Talk to 'em (I was dreaming of the past) (Why do good times) ayo, hold up, hold up I ain't done with niggas (never last) Yo, let me talk to 'em, uh Remember me? I wore hand-me-downs in middle school I had holes in my clothes and my tennis shoes Other kids laughed at me, I was ridiculed My momma wonder why I was in a bitter mood (I was dreaming) Chip on my little shoulder, I had shit to prove It's critical, niggas in your circle keep it real as you Fast-forward that to now, I'm a different cool I guess we had different views 'cause we was makin' different moves (I was dreaming) This for my niggas still prayin' over prison food That's hypocritical, we smart crooks, religious fools We men in bloom, so get in tune Can't fit my shoes, I'm a god Probably could use my brain to bend a spoon (I was dreaming) Remember me, I'm the silencer on the TEC I'm your confidence when jewels polished up on ya neck I'm Kiss spittin' his verse from "Money, Power & Respect", uh I'm Allen Iverson arguin' with the ref, uh (I was dreaming) Y'all niggas just dreaming, man (of the past) You gotta be a certain kind of nigga to do what I do, my nigga You heard that shit I said nigga? That's real shit That's my story nigga, huh (help me, Jesus) 17 Bullets, nigga 17 Bullets, nigga (I can't hold on another day)