Uhh, what, what, uhh      Street dreams are made of these   Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's   A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's   Who am I to disagree?   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      My man put me up for the share, one fourth of a square   Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear   Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed   With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave      Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts   Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print   Though I'm innocent, 'til proven guilty   I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up a realty      For real G, I'ma fullfill my dream   If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream   The first trip without the clique   Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it      Fresh face, NY plates got a crooked I for the Jakes   I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes   God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million   Without the FBI catchin' feelings      Street dreams are made of these   Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's   A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's   Who am I to disagree?   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      From fat cat to papi, niggaz see the cat   Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back   Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back   Livin' with moms, gettin' it on, flushin' crack down the toilet      Two sips from bein' alcoholic   Nine hundred ninety nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it   My man saw it like Dionne Warwick   A wiser team, for a wiser dream, we could all score with      The Cartel Argentina coke with the Nina   Up in the hotel, smokin' on sessamina   Trina got the fishscale between her   The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her      She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar   Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins   Bitches blow me while I'm hoppin' in the drop top BM   Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this      Street dreams are made of these   Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's   A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's   Who am I to disagree?   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Growin' up project struck, lookin' for luck, dreamin'   Scopin' the large, niggaz beamin', check what I'm seein'   Cars, ghetto stars pushin' ill Europeans   GN, heard about them old timers OD'n      Young, early 80's, throwin' rocks at the crazy lady   Worshippin' every word, them rope, rockin' niggaz gave me   The street raised me up, givin' a fuck   I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was livin' it up      I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody   Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty   Ain't that funny? Gettin' put on to crack money   With all the gunplay, paintin' the kettle black hungry      A case of beers in the staircase, I wasted years   Some niggaz went for theirs, flippin' coke as they career   But I'm a rebel stressin', to pull out of the heat no doubt   With Jeeps tinted out, spendin', never holdin' out      Street dreams are made of these   Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's   A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's   Who am I to disagree?   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's   A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'      Street dreams are made of these   Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's   Who am I to disagree?   Everybody's lookin' for somethin'