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Life That I Dreamed OfBoosie BadazzThis the life that I dreamed ofMoney, cars, respect, a whole lot of successThis the life that I dreamed ofCause where I'm from we dreamers, we dreamersWhen we was 14 we used to dream on the cornerIf we had millions when we got high off marijuanaSon was swimming from grinding daily on the cornerNow it's VIP treatment from sexy ladies in the saunaRemember my uncle asked me what you wanna beI told him wait, closed my eyes, and I dreamed meMink coats in my closet what I always wantedFore I had it, seen it coming so I always stuntedAnd my cousin had to keep me always bluntedCause with a sober mind those dreams I had wasn't nothingNow my pockets all hundreds, credit cards with no limit onitWant it, I get itLiving like the old no limit homie[?] the night, I told the block I would have millionsEverybody bust out laughing like old dreaming ass niggaNow times changed, house shoes, backyard Olympic poolFine cars when I rideSongtexteWhen I was a teen, wanted respect like baby josephNow I take fools [?] because they already knowSo this what I wanted, being the one not to be fucked withMake niggas second guess when they tryna come with fuck shitClear water, white sand, man I always dreamed luxuryDifferent from my niggas man, who only dreamed BiloxiAward shows with dreams and I get em in due timePussys come a dime a dozen and I ain't got to say a linePrivate test, designer clothes, man this everything IdreamedFamous names, buku kids, this everything I seenHaving a team with everybody clean is what I dreamedBut I dreamed betrayal, and betrayal came to mePersian rugs in my home, flat screens up in my bathroomTalking parrots in my kitchen saying "Hi Boosie Boo"Used to play Bingo, them same cards I played Bingo withI buy them cars three at a time with the matching outfitI used to dream bout buying mama something way backSo I bought her a Benz with the seats laid backI remember Lil Glenn sat me down told me his dreamsNow Lil Glenn dead, Russian roulette at 17Lil Bleek gone, his dream of being a CEO with meHe wanted to meet Jay Z, this is when we was both brokeniggasHead had rap dreams, and now my dog a dope fiendGuess his rap dreams left when them crackers [?]I used to chill with [?] to dream like thatBout freedom, and leaving the states and never looking backWe both got fucked over, this is why we click clackHe used to be a marine, now he got numbers on his backBig bank accounts I dream that, now it's realityThe ones who laughed at me was satisfied they had happy feetNow I ride G5s and party on yachtsGot stocks and bonds, trust funds for four lil girls Aus Songtexte Mania