Street Dreams

This ain’t Hip-Hop. This is R&B.

I can’t remember, remember when Wasn’t balling, did not know when No friends, I was alone Street dreaming is all #$! know

[Bridge:] (Benz, rims) Dubs that keep spinning (Cribs) Jacuzzi’s chilling (Clubs, good bubs) What we call living (Thugs for life) That’s what we're screaming

[Chorus:] Street dreams are made of these 600 Benz's and S.U.V.'s (that’s why) Live my life as a thug, till the day I die I'm living life as a boss playa, even getting high

All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me

In a fitted and a throwback or When I’m in my finest splendor or When I’m feeling like I’m all that or When I’m feeling like I’m laid back

[Bridge]

[Chorus] x2

In the beginning, it was so hard Now we made it, some call us stars Not me, I’m the same ol’ G I've just acquired what makes the hood happy

[Bridge]

[Chorus] x2

All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me All eyes on me, all eyes on me