Dreamocity - Revenge of the Dreamer Lyrics

Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
Sitting on the porch just waiting for rain
Cause the next time it do ima go hit a stain
Niggas went and got my brother and it brought me some pain
But ima go and hit them up it won’t happen again
05 Ford Focus
4 Deep
Niggas hear my name in these streets bet they know me
Drizzling on the windshield bet the rain will take the evidence away
But I can’t count on that so we got down and prayed
Forgive us in advance for we know what we do
Excuse the ignorance but put yourself in our shoes
We gotta go and get em back just me and my crew
Remember an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
Right outside the crib we came up with a plan
The OG left out and inside was three men
We went over it once then reviewed it again
Prayed another silent prayer and forgot the amen
Kicked in the door and had two men in the back
Almost perfect plan could’ve swore they was trapped
But then my nigga messed it up and pulled a gun to his mans
Why’d you pull the strap on your mans?
Boom, Boom, Boom
He fell right to his side
Didn’t know what hit him he looked up in surprise
Then his heartbeat stopped but I thought it was mine
He wanna be a rapper never got his chance to shine
Ever since then I ain’t been right in the head
Cause them niggas you be hanging with might leave you for dead
Might have a change of heart and fill you up with some lead
Might have a change of heart and make a instagram thread
So once again I tell you watch for the snakes
They gon try to leech on you and eat up off of your plate
Bite you one day and it might just be to late
(Aye, Aye)
Yeah it might be too late
Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
(Gang)

Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
Sitting on the porch just waiting for rain
Cause the next time it do ima go hit a stain
Niggas went and got my brother and it brought me some pain
But ima go and hit them up it won’t happen again
05 Ford Focus
4 Deep
Niggas hear my name in these streets bet they know me
Drizzling on the windshield bet the rain will take the evidence away
But I can’t count on that so we got down and prayed
Forgive us in advance for we know what we do
Excuse the ignorance but put yourself in our shoes
We gotta go and get em back just me and my crew
Remember an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
Right outside the crib we came up with a plan
The OG left out and inside was three men
We went over it once then reviewed it again
Prayed another silent prayer and forgot the amen
Kicked in the door and had two men in the back
Almost perfect plan could’ve swore they was trapped
But then my nigga messed it up and pulled a gun to his mans
Why’d you pull the strap on your mans?
Boom, Boom, Boom
He fell right to his side
Didn’t know what hit him he looked up in surprise
Then his heartbeat stopped but I thought it was mine
He wanna be a rapper never got his chance to shine
Ever since then I ain’t been right in the head
Cause them niggas you be hanging with might leave you for dead
Might have a change of heart and fill you up with some lead
Might have a change of heart and make a instagram thread
So once again I tell you watch for the snakes
They gon try to leech on you and eat up off of your plate
Bite you one day and it might just be to late
(Aye, Aye)
Yeah it might be too late
Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
Remember days I was stuck in the middle
Small boy, big dreams so I stayed with a pistol
Niggas fake with a plan see through them like crystal
Ima sign to my city ima blow like a missile
(Gang)