Mavado - Dreaming lyrics
[Mavado - Dreaming lyrics]
Gangsta for lifegangsta tell dem thati!
Yo, we got to make the money, yeah
That's most of us hopes and dreams
So don't ever go and bow for it
Go in the streets and struggle for it, hahaha
If that even means you haffi smuggle for it
See, I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
Making money and all is well
And I'm a gangster for life
Because my song can tell
But, some boy make true the money
Dem back part dem go sell
Nuff go bow out and some turn enamel
But the music give me money
Or the highest me a sell
Or me gone pon a mission
And lef' the place correl
John crow fly down because body start smell
And, how me survive? Only God can tell
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
And if me stick you fi your paper
Try nuh run because me come fi your things
It's like me a put it down
And anybody 'if' and 'but'
Then dem look inna mi gun
And if dem talk too hard
You know you gone underground
Because me need the money fi
Mi daughter and son
Because me try fi look a work
And dem turn me down
Then me link with Daseca and do music fi fun
Big up mi dads, Bounty Killer
Because your money can't done
And I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
Believe me, people na, na
I was dreaming, dreaming, God knows
Believe me, people, I gangsta for life, I, I
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
People fear what they don't overstand
And for this reason
They will try to end your life
Beware, my son beware
Yo, we got to make the money, yeah
That's most of us hopes and dreams
So don't ever go and bow for it
Go in the streets and struggle for it, hahaha
If that even means you haffi smuggle for it
See, I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
Making money and all is well
And I'm a gangster for life
Because my song can tell
But, some boy make true the money
Dem back part dem go sell
Nuff go bow out and some turn enamel
But the music give me money
Or the highest me a sell
Or me gone pon a mission
And lef' the place correl
John crow fly down because body start smell
And, how me survive? Only God can tell
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
And if me stick you fi your paper
Try nuh run because me come fi your things
It's like me a put it down
And anybody 'if' and 'but'
Then dem look inna mi gun
And if dem talk too hard
You know you gone underground
Because me need the money fi
Mi daughter and son
Because me try fi look a work
And dem turn me down
Then me link with Daseca and do music fi fun
Big up mi dads, Bounty Killer
Because your money can't done
And I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
Believe me, people na, na
I was dreaming, dreaming, God knows
Believe me, people, I gangsta for life, I, I
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
I was dreaming that I'm floating
On a thousand dollar bill
And if you touch my paper
And crush my dream up
Then you gonna get killed
People fear what they don't overstand
And for this reason
They will try to end your life
Beware, my son beware