Lyrics:
through the grapevine
Pimp did four in gen pop and didn't go PC
It's UGK 4 Life bitch, that's on GP
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin'
Tempting boulevard
Waiting there to swallow the unwary
Dreams are not enough to win a war
Out here they're always keeping score
Beneath the tan
Run from your fears and chase your dreams
Run from your fears and chase your dreams
Before the million dollar pots, we would do it for free
Shes the kinda girl that you see in the movies
Seen her in my dreams and now shes standin' next to me
Down by the shore first weekend of the summer
every home
Lead a blue screen, bruised dream canopy
Victim of the cursed nursed Technicolor drunk support team
Ooh, I love all advertisements
Though
the shit a nigga seen no joke (no joke)
Paper on me, gotta keep it lil' tote (no smoke)
Every nigga by my side on go (oh-oh)
If you really what you claim
[Intro]
Yeah (yeah) [Repeat: x4]
Yeah (hell yeah)
Yeah!
[Chorus: x2 Andre 3000]
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Why do I hate myself
Why do I anxious hard
Why can I be like
He can name every car
Why I can't paint like
She can brush every star
I stayed studying
skull, like a dentist
And I make sure the beat slap hard, knocking out your lenses
I had a dream about us all pulling up in Benzes
4 seating
They not on my
women, kids, sunsets, clouds
And she drew
Skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, towns
Always said hello to passers-by
They'd ask her why she passed her time
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
you lose
Got a arm on my feet
I spent a limb on my shoes
Nowadays it's Mike Amiris but back
Then it was Trues
Wake up thinking 'bout a bag
Dream of M's
faith you can hang your dreams on
Check 'em off one by one
In that house on a hill with a four plank around it
Every last breath 'til the last star
The players that turned dreams
Into million dollar hustles know that
Without hip hop in my life
I would probably be
On level 4 in the walls of the penitentiary
hit to get some every season, never relapse
Ain't got, worries on my mind
We'll be gone by nine
With you by my side
Girl, let's go for a drive
Hand
silent through the soil trying to hide
I can see em I can smell em I aint scared of those guys
Dream a little dream and see the vision
Every little thing
buildin' muscles
Oney's just been standin' 'round a gettin' soft
And today about four-thirty
I'll make up for every good night sleep I've lost
When I'm
illusions are prone to distortions
A dream dream dream... dream dream dream
2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12
On the stroke of midday I'll awake and I'll reset my head,
yeah)
Wanna ride when we drive by cause we tight as fuck
In the trunk and we finna hit numerous speed bumps
Runner-ups get run over but only the knees
why I'm bringin' every one of them with me to the top
I wanna make they dreams come true
Cause when I was in the mud they told me hold through
For
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
by six
Damn, how'd it get so late so quick?
The sun rising (already?) Until the next time
I love diving in your mind
And coming out with every
by six
Damn, how'd it get so late so quick?
The sun rising (already?) Until the next time
I love diving in your mind
And coming out with every
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