D.R.E.A.M - Spectrum The Originator

These are the thoughts of a nigga tryna earn a dollar

Honestly I’m not tryna ball I’m just tryna prosper

No cap like my hairline straight like a youngster’s

But if my peoples still slaves why even bother

I’m highly critical of things I don’t understand

Like why do god and the church need ten percent

Like we buying our way to heaven make that make sense

Money the root of all evil, they need to repent

Fuck it, if the devil wanna be friends

Imma need a couple M’s

Privat jets for my gang

At least 10 years of fam

Groupies screaming my name

A couple mils for my mamma

And a mansion for my father

Sounds like blasphemy

But can you blame me

Yeah I spent the best part of my life dream chasing

Now I’m looking down the barrel feeling real empty

So if decide to pull the trigger don’t judge me, no

Shit that was kinda dark

But I’m just playing my part

I know others can relate

Cuz this is straight from the heart