Yeah
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid
It was all a dream dreaming
About the cream
I remember being a little kid
Caught up in the streets
Blowing trees
Being free
Tryna be mean
Smoking crack all day
Tryna be wack
Around ma little bro's and
My motha used to cry
When I left her all alone
Always at da block
Chasing bitches,
Getting dough
Cus daddy was gone
Never coming home
I started to be on a freeway zone
Grinding 365, every single morn
To get closer to the bone
Like my home dogs
Cus I hated the feeling of being broke every dawn
Without hope left
In my summer soul
And when I failed the devil test
For the fucking throne
I smoked lotta crack until
My mind is blown
Tryna forget my struggle
As the sun goes,
The river flows,
So my flower grows
But the past keep
Screaming in my mind hoes
40-ounce overdose,
I'm bleeding rose
Middle finger to my friends with
Their nice pose
Cus they smile up in yo face
But behind yo back,
They fucking hate
And the pain...
Never change like haters
Praying vice
That you never see 'em stars
But you already blind
So I let my soul cry everyday
To ease the pain
Deep down in my heart
Cus being the first born in the fam
Feels like drowning in a jam
Full of scam
Nobody outchea is a straight riddah
You gotta watch your own back
On the track homie
Cus when you trying to be the
Greatest
Matter fact black people
Stab on the back
Lamest
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid
Now I know is my dream
To grind and pray
For better days
For my mama
For my brothas and
Some doctors for my father
Make sure we straight
Get busy on my 365
Day grind
Dealing how to survive
In these cold streets
Always washing cars
Cus I never fear a man
If he grind too
My homie I never fear a nigga
If he bleed too
This is G grind
You don't work, you don't eat
You don't grind, you don't shine
Drop a dime into the phone
Make your last call
Life of crime is a coffin when
The sunfall
Hope the whole world yeah is feeling
My core
But know everyday
when I throw the bones
Always roll a 7 and then 11 wins
So fuck your fame critics
Crawling in these streets verdicts
About my name
I wish my late brothas were
Here today
To see how I brawl till the day I fall
May you rest in peace
Yet I get sleepless nights
Always getting creeps
Think of giving my Lord
My soul to rest in peace
I'm the son of God on the
Cross-piece
Ain't scared of death
Ain't scared of death
But talk trash behind my back
Over Madiba's grave I'll give you
27 bars in your mouth for years
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
It was all a dream
Ever since I was a little kid.

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