UGK - Shattered Dreams lyrics
[UGK - Shattered Dreams lyrics]
UHH dedicated to all the underdogs
Knahmtalkinbout?
Muthafuckas told me I wasn't gon b
Told me I was gon be able to do this rap shit
Knahmtalkinbout?
My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin?
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(My uncle told me I wasn't gon be shit)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(I used to walk around with
A bag full of rappers)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh (Motherfucker told me
A nigga from Texas couldn't make no record)
But all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
(Then after I made the record
Muh'fuckers said they would never
Give us no respect)
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
(But now they tryna rap like us)
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
(Tryna be like us, tryna smell like us
Knahmtalkinbout?)
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money (Check this out)
Man I refuse to let the
Bitches take away my pride
Them hoes can lock my body up
But they can't lock my mind
See I'm a young street flame
I got them fire eyes
I mean that Eyes of Fire, the Tiger
The Black Pride
I call some women bitches and
I call some women whores
A bitch a dirty boar
A ho open up the pussy store
Now what's the difference between
The two? Man, i just told you that
But that don't mean that every woman
I know is down with that
If you a bitch and wanna switch
It ain't too late to change
It's all about how you carry yo'self
And how you handle thangs
Some say that hoes and pimps is born
I don't believe that shit
Cause anytime you wanna stop
It ain't too late to quit
Just cause you sold your body don't
Mean you a ho for life
I got to speak it right for all
The one that paid the price
But if ya in it to win it
Go head and live the life
But baby, if you ain't in it
You still can do it right (rightright)
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(hmm)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(hmm)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh but all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey oh-ho
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money
To all the babies havin' babies on ya' own
I know you feelin' fucked up
And feelin all alone
I know ya people tellin you
"Ya fucked up your life"
Ya only fucked up if you lay down
And don't continue to fight - uh!
And to the young nigga out
There tryna sell dope
I know ya family fucked up
And it's your last rope in your heart
I know ya cold with this rhyme shit
But ain't nuttin hap'nin but this
Twenty and this dime shit
And you the daddy wit lil' mama
That's bout to have the baby
You wanna own ya team but niggas tellin you
"Ya crazy" "What you thankin? You too young
To have a family"
But all the moves ya makin
Look like you a man to me!
When you get caught up man them
Niggas ain't gon ride witchu
But get down wit that girl and
She gon keep it live witchu
But she gon help ya put your
Money up and save somethin
Cause right now ya run it
Th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin
It's time to change sumthin
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(hmm)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(hmm)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh but all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey oh-ho
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money
If you a ballplayer
Man go 'head and play ball
Don't let nobody steal your dream if
You ain't came to fall i know they say
"It ain't enough room in the NBA"
You tell them haters
"Save that bullshit for another day"
If you a sanger
Lil' mama go 'head and sang ya song
Them hoes say, "You ain't gon make it"
The funky bitch is wrong
You ain't got to get butt naked
On stage in a thong
Just sang your records to show the
People you got it goin on
I see a whole lotta motherfuckers come and go
I know young niggas sold they
Soul for the dirty dough they want a rapper
I understand go 'head and chase ya dream
But chase too hard
Give up the lord and end up like a fiend
Some people gay
What can I say? The only judge is God
But don't be ashamed and try to
Hide cause then you livin fraud
Cause everythang done in the dark
Gon' come to the light so do yo' thang
Cause cain't no man tell you
What's wrong or right
Right, right, right, right so do yo' thang
Cause cain't no man tell you
What's wrong or right (Uh)
Knahmtalkinbout?
Muthafuckas told me I wasn't gon b
Told me I was gon be able to do this rap shit
Knahmtalkinbout?
My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin?
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(My uncle told me I wasn't gon be shit)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(I used to walk around with
A bag full of rappers)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh (Motherfucker told me
A nigga from Texas couldn't make no record)
But all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
(Then after I made the record
Muh'fuckers said they would never
Give us no respect)
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
(But now they tryna rap like us)
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
(Tryna be like us, tryna smell like us
Knahmtalkinbout?)
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money (Check this out)
Man I refuse to let the
Bitches take away my pride
Them hoes can lock my body up
But they can't lock my mind
See I'm a young street flame
I got them fire eyes
I mean that Eyes of Fire, the Tiger
The Black Pride
I call some women bitches and
I call some women whores
A bitch a dirty boar
A ho open up the pussy store
Now what's the difference between
The two? Man, i just told you that
But that don't mean that every woman
I know is down with that
If you a bitch and wanna switch
It ain't too late to change
It's all about how you carry yo'self
And how you handle thangs
Some say that hoes and pimps is born
I don't believe that shit
Cause anytime you wanna stop
It ain't too late to quit
Just cause you sold your body don't
Mean you a ho for life
I got to speak it right for all
The one that paid the price
But if ya in it to win it
Go head and live the life
But baby, if you ain't in it
You still can do it right (rightright)
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(hmm)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(hmm)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh but all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey oh-ho
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money
To all the babies havin' babies on ya' own
I know you feelin' fucked up
And feelin all alone
I know ya people tellin you
"Ya fucked up your life"
Ya only fucked up if you lay down
And don't continue to fight - uh!
And to the young nigga out
There tryna sell dope
I know ya family fucked up
And it's your last rope in your heart
I know ya cold with this rhyme shit
But ain't nuttin hap'nin but this
Twenty and this dime shit
And you the daddy wit lil' mama
That's bout to have the baby
You wanna own ya team but niggas tellin you
"Ya crazy" "What you thankin? You too young
To have a family"
But all the moves ya makin
Look like you a man to me!
When you get caught up man them
Niggas ain't gon ride witchu
But get down wit that girl and
She gon keep it live witchu
But she gon help ya put your
Money up and save somethin
Cause right now ya run it
Th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin
It's time to change sumthin
You can't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams
(hmm)
It might not be all bad as it first seems
(hmm)
You might not have all the things you need
Yeah heh but all you got to do is believe
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey oh-ho
You got to get yo' money hey yeah-eah
I got to get my money hey yeah-eah
- you got to get yo' money
If you a ballplayer
Man go 'head and play ball
Don't let nobody steal your dream if
You ain't came to fall i know they say
"It ain't enough room in the NBA"
You tell them haters
"Save that bullshit for another day"
If you a sanger
Lil' mama go 'head and sang ya song
Them hoes say, "You ain't gon make it"
The funky bitch is wrong
You ain't got to get butt naked
On stage in a thong
Just sang your records to show the
People you got it goin on
I see a whole lotta motherfuckers come and go
I know young niggas sold they
Soul for the dirty dough they want a rapper
I understand go 'head and chase ya dream
But chase too hard
Give up the lord and end up like a fiend
Some people gay
What can I say? The only judge is God
But don't be ashamed and try to
Hide cause then you livin fraud
Cause everythang done in the dark
Gon' come to the light so do yo' thang
Cause cain't no man tell you
What's wrong or right
Right, right, right, right so do yo' thang
Cause cain't no man tell you
What's wrong or right (Uh)