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I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my teamEverything aint what it seemsNiggas hatin' but I love them even though they trynna schemeBut I'm past that, a niggas stock is rising like the NasdaqThey say I'm the future but yet I'm giving niggas flashbacksOf better days, when you aint have to settle for whatever playedI represent the struggle nigga I say what they never sayWhenever they, spit that bullshit they spittin, this that pool pit I'm hittin niggas with the gospelHostile with them hoes, I got a dolla in my pocket, plus a dreamYea you laughing my nigga but everything aint what it seemsWhat it means to know your momma or your father on that pipeOn that hard white, I'll tell you what them scars likeI'm speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jailTired of sifting through my mails I feel like Cartwright, billsForreal, a nigga illJust let me do the talking man I know how niggas feelI got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my teamEverything aint what it seemsI got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my teamEverything aint what it seemsEvery lady aint no hoe, and every bitch aint no queenEvery nigga aint no dog, and every nigga aint no kingSongtexteShit be happening for a reason, everything is everythingEvery nigga can't dunk, so white man can jumpThey shooting niggas fo' they even tell em put their hands up!Crooked cops, got a nigga scared to drive probably thinking that I'm slanging man I see it in their eyesBut inside of my pocket is a dolla plus a dreamYea you swear your girl is faithful everything aint what it seemsSee I seen how she glance and look away like she want itI aint saying imma fuck her but I could if I wantedKnow it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worstI bet if I was to hit men, I wouldn't be the firstThis is church, this is gospelSpit it like I get from the Bible, for your survivalI got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my teamEverything aint what it seemsSalle, I know I aint been answering your calls, but shit, let me explainIt's because times been hard, been runnin around trynna find a jobI hear my phone ringing in the morning, 9 o'clockAnd it's you, can't even front I press ignoreI still got cha letters laying in my dresser drawerYou telling me about all the things you did for meWhen I was broke, you sent me doe and that was big for meSee you was there every year when I needed you,And you were so quick to give I had to be with youRemember when I used to call you on your phone lineI knew it was official when my momma cosigned But in no time, a nigga graduated I hit the real world, baby girl I'm sad to say itBut I was using you, you gave a nigga major stacksAnd I know in my heart one day that Im gonna pay you back Aus Songtexte Mania