J. Cole - A Tale Of 2 Citiez lyrics

Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my n***a Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my n***a Used to want a pathfinder with some tints Thats all I need my n***a Throw some 20's on that b**ch and get it wrenched But now I see my n***a That the worlds a lot bigger ever since Picked up the paper and they say my n***a Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced Anybody is a k**er, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps f**k being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah can I get a glimpse? Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? They robbin' n***as on the daily Keep on blamin' n***a that ain't never had things Guess not, last night they pulled up on my n***a at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Small town n***a Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the sh*ts not always good as it seems But tell me till you get it how could you know How could you know? How could you know? Listen up I'm about to go and get rich f**k with me my n***a We gonna slug around the Ville and hit a lick Cop some tree my n***a And some powder, bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my n***a One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And thats the key my n***a And listen up I'm bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to n***a Me I want my pockets fat about a b**ch Tired of seein' n***as flaunt, I wanna flaunt too n***a Watch some rollers in the f**kin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a n***a up, thats what they won't do n***a Wanna know a funny thing about this sh*t? Even if you let em' k** your dream it'll haunt you n***a Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? They robbin' n***as on the daily Keep on blamin' n***a that ain't never had things Guess not, last night they pulled up on my n***a at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Father forgive me for me, childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me, miles away Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but Before you go I've got to, want you now Whatever goes up surely, must come down And you get your piece but no peace, won't be found So why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command