Street Dreams II
(专辑: Young Sinatra IV - 2018)
Uh, suddenly I'm in the
whip, with the
gat, full clip Out the
blue, like a
crip, doing 90 on the
back road Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the
bat phone I
could hear it in her voice, know she just wasn't alone Then a
voice I
didn't recognize Said "If you wanna' see your wife alive, bring a
million in cash and she's gonna survive" Look at the
clock, pitch black, it's 11:05 Hung up the
phone, you know I
put that shit in hyper-drive Then I
call my homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his help I'ma be outside in five, get the
gat under ya belt Then I
felt the
sweat from my palm on the
steering wheel I
tried to shake it, man, I
can't believe this shit is real Heart pumping on the
101, this shit right here ain't no fun Live and die by the
gun, get you some Yeah, I
pull up to the
crib, pick up 6ix, now we out this bitch Only thing that's on my mind is "Put this fucker in a
ditch" Soon as I
get there, boy, I'm lighting up that ass I'ma fill him with lead and they never finna count the
cash 'Til I
look up at the
dash and realize I'm out of gas So I
stopped at the
station, piss like probation Tell my boy to fill up as I
head inside to pay Open the
door and see a
white guy at the
counter named Clay Pull out a
50 and told him to hurry He moving slow like he ain't got a
worry in the
world And a
attitude; maybe I
was acting rude Hold up, if the
person you love was kidnapped, what would you do? He saw my gat in my jacket and froze I
told him I
ain't want no problem but he chose To reach for the
shotty anyway, so I
blew him away Just tryna get some gas, now his brain's blast (uh) Frozen, thinking 'bout what just happened, now it's in the
past Jump in the
whip 0
to 60, yeah, we out fast See that red and blue flash, damn, the
cops is on my ass Hear them sirens, flashing lights in my rear view This shit like a
movie in a
theater near you 120 now, I
feel like OJ (The cops are gonna get us) No they won't, everything will be okay Swerve left, swerve right, now they almost out of sight Finna pull under the
bridge, they won't spot me here at night Slow it down, play it cool, mama, she ain't raised no fool Sit back, breathe slow, (Holy shit!), there they go Man they found us, I
don't know how but they came around us Fuck the
police, no, they never do astound us In the
back of my mind, I
know I
gotta get the
cash It's in my secret stash, wish I
had another path Out the
window I
can hear the
bullets blast, wish I
had a
mask Make it to the
crib, that's my only task Adrenaline in my body, could take on anybody Coming down to the
wire, they blew my tire then we flip Freeze you motherfucker! 6ix, come on get up! I'm shot, I'm shot! What? I'm shot! Get the
fuck on the
ground! Aw, fuck, fuck! They got me! He bleeding slow, blood dripping from his torso Will he ever get to see his son grow? What's the
picture they gon' paint after he go? Last song he ever sung when the
bullet hit his lung Man, I
shoulda never called, he'd be alive if he ain't come All he tried to do was help save my wife Wish I
could've saved his life, I
wish I
could take it back Now my best friend's life curtain call, fade to black It just ain't no turning back, pulled out the
gat And put a
bullet through the
man in blue and it came out his back Jump in the
whip, no looking back First time in the
front seat of that white and black Side streets through the
city, ain't nobody fucking with me Yeah, you know I
had to duck 'em all, screaming "Motherfuck the
law" Next thing I
saw was a
block from my crib Thinking 'bout my shorty, she my rib Pull up in the
driveway No cops in sight but just might somehow pull up my way Open the
stash, get the
cash, now I'm back out So I
put the
Audi in reverse and then I
back out Look at the
addy in the
text with my girl whereabouts Five minutes later, now I'm creeping in a
warehouse Lot of goons, lot of guns, now I'm shooting just for fun I
don't give a
fuck where they come from, I'm killing everyone Finally make it to the
back, all alone, pitch black Hear a
sound, what was that? Think it came from over there Lights on, now I
see my wife, she's tied up to a
chair With a
gun to her head and a
man gripping her hair All I
did was stop and stare, he took the
gag out of her mouth And she started calling my name (Bobby!) but didn't seem to be in pain Really shaken up (Bobby!), I
felt like I
was waking up So I
shot him quick in the
neck and he hit the
floor (Bobby) Before I
untied her, I
shot him four more times Put a
bullet in his spine, was he dead? (Bobby!) Let's see (Bobby!) Staring at the
man, gun in his hand, it couldn't be (Bobby!) The
man who kidnapped my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!) Bobby! What? What—what? Man, get your ass up nigga, we at the
studio! Say what? Damn, man. C'mon, hurry up, man! What's wrong with you? Wake up, here. Come on Wait, we're at the
studio right now? We're here already? Damn, man, since you started smoking weed you always fucking late! Man, shut the
fuck up Kev Stoney Bob neck ass