Some people really, some people really   Some people really are   Still dreaming   They are still dreaming      He pulled up at 6:30 in his 745   As he wavin' his shorty hi   You know he showin' his bling out   She got in the car, he drove, he pulled his thing out      His girl call, feelin' she mad, she threw the ring out   How she found out, she dreamt the whole thing out   Y'all be goin' through problems you gotta work the kinks out   When you go to sleep, what do you think 'bout?      If y'all get a divorce she gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out   Make it so cold that you gotta pull ya mink out   Or grab ya roller skates and, turn a roller rink out   You now back up in the club, in the club, tryna mingle      Meanwhile, she out, doin' the same thing now   Nightmares from your dream gal make ya scream out      Some people really, some people really   Some people really are   Still dreaming   They are still dreaming      Some people really, some people really   Some people really are      How you a man waitin' for the next man to get rich?   Yo' plan is to stick out yo' hand real quick   So if he feed ya family and he serve you ****   Then he need that head you get and he deserve your ****      Since you wishin' cash fall from the sky all ya life   Dwellin' on the past when you was alright   When you was gettin' cash but wasn't too bright   Now ya luck down you feel like, bustin' them shells      Nobody owe you, can't do nothin' for self   Want **** to show you, how to come up wit' green   I scheme since I'm fourteens, what the **** was your dream?   Rental cars, little broads, sayin' you was seen      Wit' little **** wit' a chain you was doin' ya thing   How high was I? You the thousandth guy   That came around thinkin' we can see, eye to eye   We on a different echelon, coulda got bread together   Now you gets deaded on      Some people really, some people really   Some people really are   Still dreaming   They are still dreaming      Some people really, some people really   Some people really are      She had several cars, she had credit cards, a castle   Large master bathroom, gettin' a pedicure   Belaney by the glassful, said she been meanin' to ask who   Would need a cash rule, who could blast tools      And I'm eatin' cashews, knew she was bad news   But we mad cool, nothin' sexual 'cause I knew her since high school   Grew up wit' my dudes, like one of my crews   She worked for Fox News      One of her man's that she lent her drop to   Won't come back wit' it so she want him clapped in it   Says it's important that it looks like an accident   She was snortin' and her eyes had bags in it      Sheets was recordin' had a wire, askin' ****   Four days before I came by she got bagged wit' bricks   Crossed the line from her world of news castin'   To a world of entrapment, a good girl gone bad, still dreamin'      Some people really, some people really   Some people really are   Still dreaming   They are still dreaming      They are still dreaming   They are still dreaming   They are still dreaming   They are still dreaming