E. Nwosuocha - BLVD Dreams lyrics

Blvd Dreams [Verse 1] Wake up in the morning gotta thank the Lord for yawning Pistol in my pocket gotta keep them haters off me That's what uncle taught me, that's what uncle taught me Learn to run them numbers fast, and you never be the target Didn't have then, but I'ma run it now Cause every step I took was like one hundred miles Got one hundred mill on the way Cause every dream I had, was like one hundred thou Get your paper up till your well endowed And when your well endowed, you keep getting it I was pushing carts at the Winn Dixie Told them n***as I was straight, finished [Chorus] Teachers used to say I wasn't all that f** that Looking at the problems on the board like What's that? Two-stepping on the boulevard man bus pa** How I used to get it all? Simply under mustache [Verse 2] See God don't make mistakes But I got to get this cake When I wake up in the morning Smoke a zone Jump up out the face, jump up out the face Think of whats important? Eh, school? That was boring I'd rather be hitting shorties Or in the booth recording (yeah) When I hit the fence, jumping for the boulevard I was stopped by the five Cause they thought I had the hard Back to action jumping Jeezy 'Inspiration' bumping Regular clothes before the hoes But still had a flow for the centerfolds Had a notebook for all my goals Applied at the' U'f** the Seminoles Got in some trouble I'll bring you back Got me two deals but they not intact Lost me some friends but how real is that Is you feeling that is you feeling that I could peel a cap but I'm in the rap But don't get it twisted I'm into that Things you manifest to overcome of all things That's the preview of your life or just those boulevard dreams n***a [Chorus] End