[Verse 1:Zoetic]
It all starts with a dream, new way of makin that green
Ill paint a scene for you listeners, that may seem quite extreme
It was the start of the summer, he just got out of the county
He met a couple people doing life for catching a hounny
Sometimes the money is flooding, sometimes its empty and gutted
But to make it in life, you gotta be cold-blooded
So he set on a journey, nothin less he'd ever settle
To make the quickest come-up, that would shake the whole ghetto
And have it poppin like a kettle, put the pedal to the medal
Liven life in the fast lane, from makin them d** slang
He wasn't reppin no gang, but he still felt like the man
He kept the thugs entertained, from selling that work
Puttin haters in a hearse with that pistol under his shirt
Wave it out the window, skkkrrrrtt! stand still you end up murked!
Cause life ebbs and it flows, thats just the way that it goes
Started off wit a bean, and ended up wit a beam
He would play his own music, to the sounds of the screams
Mixing that sprite wit that lean, another midnight summers dream
[Hook:Samples(Biggie, Ocki Gadaffi, Logic, Tech N9ne, Zoetic)
It was all a dream…
I wanted all the money…
b**h i made it…
Man im dreamin i can't believe it…
b**h i made it…
It all starts with a dream…
[Verse 2:Zoetic]
So he met up with his bunkie that bailed out of the pod
Livin they're dream on the streets, his life was like a facade
Seein that gold in the distance, looking like a mirage
They played to scenes in their head like the sounds of an iPod
It was stashed, in they're garage, he said the job, wasn't too hard
Just a bunch of frat boys that all played with theyre guitars
It was a simple robbery, of a weed commodity
Ten bricks piled up, all the way to the ceiling
All they had to do was wear a mask and walk into the building
And be strapped up to the max
But calm and relaxed, is not what this man was feeling
He already caught two charges
He was on his second strike
In the bottom of the ninth his own life he would sacrifice
For just a slice of the pie, three and a third pound cut
Part of him wanted to burn it down, all in one dutch
But it was never enough! so they met up after lunch
They had it all mapped out, looked over the blueprints
He couldn't refuse this, to the sounds of the music
They all had a separate role, and they made a good team
Of what was the beginning and the ending of a hustler's dream
[Hook]
[Verse 3:Zoetic]
It was twilight when they rolled up
Getting they're last minute smoke up
A hold up, loading the ratchets with hollow tips
He took the blunt and pa**ed it
He exhaled slowly looking at his surroundings
Reflecting on his dark past and how now its astounding
They had it all set up, selling they're come up at whole sale
Thirty five for each brick, that would make they're pockets swell
They could feel the adrenaline sweating out of their pores
So they ran up to the porch and he kicked down the door
Stepping into the house, and the odor was strong
They found their victims sitting on the couch, hitting the bong
One of them coughed up smoke, muf**a was boutta choke
He put the gun to his throat and he gave it a good poke!
No words needed be said, the kids knew why they were there
He called up to the stairs, but no one was there
So they bodied em on the spot and none of them seemed to care
The kid stared at his fallen corpse, making sure he was dead
Then he snatched the key from his pocket and opened their shed
But what he found on the inside made his face turn red
It was all cleaned out, they were there for no reason
Now he started to feel like his life didn't have any meaning
He stormed up to the kid, staring a hole in the floor
Screaming “speak the f** up and just cough up the gold!”
He said a kid broke into the house and stole it the night before
He looked up at the ceilin, he thought for sure he was dreaming
Through an act of treason his life had no meaning
And i know this ain't a dream, cause that person was me
So just be careful what you wish for cause these dreams ain't free!
[Hook](x2)