I want a d-boyI got dreams of fuckin' with this young don named [?]That's word to my moms she turned me onThat's word to GavHe could have smashedCops to a quarter, I wish I gave him a daughter for realI used to dream of niggas like [?]His outpost snitched I rather fuck be the shoeAh!I'm addicted to drug dealersYoung 17 I been fuckin' with drug niggasYou know killers like Pap and Prince MillerFrom Queens, member Preem? I seen him in my dreamsI use to feign for the call even used to wake up late nightsWaitin' for them to call meTrue story before the lime lightIt was cars, trucks, and bikesFox and D-KnightsUgh, and ever since I was a childUse to stay dreamin' about Kev' ChilesShe want a rude bwoyA know what to do boyGot news of theCause everyday we done trappingWe get this bitch poppingCan't leave the streets aloneIt was all a dream, like Big saidWhen I woke up, damn, seemed like the city was deadWhat's up New York New York, nobody gettin' bread[?] sent Big Meeks to the fedsNow everybody a gangsta nobody got cheddarMy dreams were so much betterBig money from gold gettersMinks in the cold weathersCris and the best kushRemember BushBig L son and Lu HarvHomicide Lu and Boy GeorgeJust see him go to sleep in the carAnd pop a few pillsTurn me on for realYou know Fox send shots to hit youThen I fuck a nigga like Wayne PerrySince I was young, use to dream of fuckin' with ?Poppin' bottles while he suckin' or swallow