Street Dreams Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Nas

Uhh, what, what, uhh 

Street dreams are made of these 

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's 

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Street dreams are made of these 

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's 

Who am I to disagree? 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

My man put me up for the share, one fourth of a square 

Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear 

Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we blazed 

With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave 

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Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts 

Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print 

Though I'm innocent, 'til proven guilty 

I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up a realty 

For real G, I'ma fullfill my dream 

If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream 

The first trip without the clique 

Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it 

Fresh face, NY plates got a crooked I for the Jakes 

I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes 

God sake, what a nigga got to do to make a half million 

Without the FBI catchin' feelings 

Street dreams are made of these 

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's 

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

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Street dreams are made of these 

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's 

Who am I to disagree? 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

From fat cat to papi, niggaz see the cat 

Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back 

Holdin' gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back 

Livin' with moms, gettin' it on, flushin' crack down the toilet 

Two sips from bein' alcoholic 

Nine hundred ninety nine thou from bein' rich but now I'm all for it 

My man saw it like Dionne Warwick 

A wiser team, for a wiser dream, we could all score with 

The Cartel Argentina coke with the Nina 

Up in the hotel, smokin' on sessamina 

Trina got the fishscale between her 

The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her 

She got me back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar 

Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins 

Bitches blow me while I'm hoppin' in the drop top BM 

Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this 

Street dreams are made of these 

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's 

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Street dreams are made of these 

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's 

Who am I to disagree? 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Growin' up project struck, lookin' for luck, dreamin' 

Scopin' the large, niggaz beamin', check what I'm seein' 

Cars, ghetto stars pushin' ill Europeans 

GN, heard about them old timers OD'n 

Young, early 80's, throwin' rocks at the crazy lady 

Worshippin' every word, them rope, rockin' niggaz gave me 

The street raised me up, givin' a fuck 

I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was livin' it up 

I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody 

Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty 

Ain't that funny? Gettin' put on to crack money 

With all the gunplay, paintin' the kettle black hungry 

A case of beers in the staircase, I wasted years 

Some niggaz went for theirs, flippin' coke as they career 

But I'm a rebel stressin', to pull out of the heat no doubt 

With Jeeps tinted out, spendin', never holdin' out 

Street dreams are made of these 

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's 

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Street dreams are made of these 

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's 

Who am I to disagree? 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Street dreams are made of these 

Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's 

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin' 

Street dreams are made of these 

Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's 

Who am I to disagree? 

Everybody's lookin' for somethin'