Slim The Mobster - Dreaming lyrics

[Verse 1: Slim The Mobster] Another day another dollar Smoking something, feeding the rottweilers No revolvers, n***as asking me where you from? Just laid up watching Kobe with my four sons More focus on what they could become As I pour myself a shot a Bacardi rum And what a beautiful wife Watching her bring me a dinner to such a beautiful life Guess I'm lucky cause I did it right Educated and future looking so bright All I'm thinking is little slim on Monday night On the payroll, me and Mama out of control at the Super Bowl Just then the f**ing door explode Guns out, Mad Shawn laid on the floor [Pre-Hook: Slim The Mobster] Its the last thing I expected The first place I protect is Wherever I lay my head I'm sick of waking up in cold sweats Clutching my tool, feel like I never know going next And no matter how far I try to get away from that It seems like always come back Streets keep pulling me back [Hook: Slim The Mobster and Nikki Grier] Streets keep pulling me back I'm caught in this circle, life as a real n***a out here with no virtues I'm followed by these fiends and forgive me for living like that Even when I'm dreaming the streets keep pulling me back I'm caught in this circle, life as a real n***a out here with no virtues Even when I'm dreaming the streets keep pulling me back [Verse 2: Slim The Mobster] Twenty million records sold And now I got a list of goals Much higher than before Oh how times have changed Hey no more dope game Clearly we are not thinking the same Talking that first cla** flight sh**, I just stepped off a private plane Feel good to be out the hood And yet I finally made it how everybody they thought I would They say that jealousy with envy and envy Will bring an enemy one step closer to try to put a f**ing end to me [Pre-Hook] [Hook]