CRMC - The Big Dream lyrics

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CRMC - The Big Dream lyrics

[Intro] Yep. Yep. Oi. Oi. Yeah [Verse 1: Barzy King] Now you can have it all Cause im sharing right Yeah, if she came here with me The mafiana that's the team Welcome to Paradise (Yeah) But for now i got this paradise platen on the get back I know some n***as round me they be plotting tryna get back I tell 'em come and get that I cut some n***as off and now i see them tryna' get back B.K. I never switch that, tell them all i can't forget that. Uh Last night a n***a was trippin' seen paradise in my vision Woke up to Brosky, Twishin, Swishin, Sweaches, Reminiscing Chick she wishing that barzy king would just make a commitment If i don't then she dipping the repetition is endless All this Parefenalia all You prevent them from smelling Twelve asking us questions but that don't work like recession Back then these n***as was innocent, these n***a's is fellons Remember when i was seven homies round me that was selling Try'd to get me my own girl but they would say the same ish Man wait till i get older that's what they say that's get And that B.K.A.T. B.K. just graduated Remember what you said back then i remember it all it's what it is Had me cruising up in the car we see them cops all in the back You see everyone in the car talking they worth, guns in they sack n***as ain't tryna' get a new charger my n***as ain't really tryna go back Got me wiping all these cars i remember mom used to tell me sit back (Ahh) [Hook] My Bros, bros all in the mission I gotta start jail to teach you a thing bout how to get out and do it a little different, ahh My bros, them bros back on that mission I gotta start jail to teach you a thing bout how to get out and do it a little different, ahh [Verse 2: Fats] I wanna show you off if its not too late Wonder if superman was powerful without his cape I wanna work whatever problems we got outta' shape Wonder if Mitch would have saved Sonny, Rico was a snake I pray to god that i'll look my k**er in his eyes I tell my dogs don't even cry just grab your gat and ride I'm just clakin' out a works feeling at 35 Certain songs don't feel my vibe so I'm just playing nice I'm watching like a eagle n***as playing sides Fair kinda marathon and praying in a mise We seeking off revenge by the way its built Just keep your hope and never cry over spilt milk They say it never stings until you get stung Watching roots one and i cry cause we was getting hung Menace to society they k**ed kane Sometimes we think to hard inside and start to feel pain I'm just letting n***as know that i dont play for mine I come with a small clip and we dont call it vine Moment of silence, competition dead Promise to feed all of my n***as if im getting fed Sometimes i need a mom to push me when im on a edge These people need me boy im such a ned They abusing my kindness i got the heart of a lion Just call me king to your hindness yeah im atract her like diamonds They tryna make it in Trap So them n***as made it and bought Some n***as made it in beats They never made it in rap Im trynna' make it in rap Yeah

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