Dreamer

by yasmine   Jun 19, 2007


Dreamt of becoming ..while i stayed awake and became
Fell in love with the paper ..fell in love with the game
Tramatized by my flow she tried to do the same
We didnt agree .. got tired of the lies
So i did for me .. she got let down by my disguise ..had to learn from the streets
With my eyes wide open .. my heart close shut
Managed to get caught twisted in street love
But i was straight .. flossin fly ..bossin high
Money craetes a taste
So im satisfied ..gettin deeper fallin farther as she cries
It aint as before ....
There something that makes me happy ...but hurts her even more
Rapped up in it all
So i changed my demeanor
Now there aint no reason... fast lane is screamin .. hazy feelin ...seems .. seems like im dreamin
Then she calls... its real
Look what i've done ...as she dien... look what i've become
And i still have no remorse...why watch the movement if i could be the force
End up on top... reach my peak
Even though it aint right to she ... who is i ..and her who is me
But i did it all for the money ...so i had to dip ... get the cash bring it back ..and do it quick
Once came to thrice ... makin zeros after the fives
I couldn't let go .... loved her but now .. now i dont know
Got me second guessin
We was hot but now im fly and im flexin
I was forced to choose between the two
I and you ... or she a.k.a me .....
Not hard to see i chose the money

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