Some people really Some people really Some people really are still dreaming As the sun sets And the night falls And them hoes call
He pulled up at 6:30 in a 745 As he waving "Shorty, hi", you know he showin' his bling out She got in the car, he drove, he pulled his thing out His girl caught feelings, she mad, she threw the ring out How she found out she dreamt the whole thing out Y'all be going through problems, you gotta work the kinks out When you go to sleep? What do you think 'bout? If y'all get a divorce She gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out Make it so cold that you gotta pull your mink out Or grab your roller skates and turn a roller rink out You now back up in the club, in the club, tryna min-gle Meanwhile, she out doing the same thing now Nightmares from your dream gal make you scream out
One two, one two Some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true One two, one two Some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true Some people really Some people really Some people really are still dreaming
How you a man waiting for the next man to get rich? Your plan is to stick out your hand real quick So if he feed your family and he serve you shit Then he need that head you get and he deserve your bitch Since you wishin' cash fall from the sky all your life Dwellin' on the past when you was alright When you was getting cash but wasn't too bright Now your luck down, you feel like bustin' them shells Nobody owe you, can't do nothin' for self Want niggas to show you, how to come up with green I schemed since I'm 14, what the fuck was your dream? Rental cars, little broads, saying you was seen With little niggas with a chain, you was doing your thing How high was I? You the thousandth guy That came around thinking we can see eye to eye We on a different echelon Could've got bread together, now you get skedded on
Some people really Some people really Some people really are still dreaming As the sun sets And the night falls And them hoes call
She had several cars, she had credit cards A castle, large master bathroom, getting a pedicure Bellinis by the glassful, said she been meaning to ask who Who in need of cash who, who could blast tools And I'm eating cashews, knew she was bad news But we mad cool, nothin' sexual 'Cause I knew her since high school Grew up with my dudes, like one of my crew She worked for Fox News One of her mans that she lent her drop to Won't come back with it, so she want him clapped in it Says it's important that it looks like an accident She was snorting and her eyes had bags in it She was recording, had a wire, askin' shit Four days before I came by she got bagged with bricks Crossed the line from her world of news castin' To a world of entrapment, a good girl gone backwards
Some people really Some people really Some people really are still dreaming As the sun sets And the night falls And them hoes call
Compositores: Jimmy L Webb (Webb Jim), Nasir Jones (Nasty Nas), Kanye Omari West (Kanye West) ECAD: Obra #11828481