Текст Nines – Dreaming
Текст:
Nines:
I had a dream that I made it
Never have to dream about my crib getting raided
(Why Fam)
Celebrating like them fans from the new camp
More groupies than you can imagine
Flyer than Aladdin, niggas tryna jump on the wagon
I still rolled with a hand-ting
Only difference is I was going home to a mansion
Had an indoor football pitch playing goal-to-goal
I was still me I never sold my soul
I bought my whole hood whips
Even the fends and no-good chicks
Had the block looking like a car-lot
I rep Church Road till my heart stops
Came through in a stupid mik
Ace of spades and I juiced the diluted drinks
B-anca:
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Nines:
Used to be on probation because I shot green
Now I’m in Sandro paid with the yaght team
Me and Youngs fucking the industry hoes
No-one looking bummy now we’re all fresh
They’re calling me a legend like George Best
Used to mix yayo with lighter cane
Now I fly to Spain on a private plane
… Goodbye to selling working bud
Went from stepping on pure coke to Persian rugs
Six-figure paintings on my walls
Marble floors, cameras by the doors
Spend a week with my girl out in Aspen
Let me a get a shout-out to the has-beens
Me and Fats sat racing in Ferraris
Nothing ain’t changed though raving in Armani
B-anca:
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Nines:
Giving out cheques and jewels to my family
Can’t believe this is true, music was plan B
I was on the road-side moving that candy
In the Trap house cooking food — Gordon Ramsay
They don’t wanna see me shine in that fast car
DB9 same colour as a Mars bar
Dress code smoother than lotion
Drop the mixtape then I blew like the ocean
The record label independent
All my niggas had chains 20 carats in the pendants
Hardly in the hood always over-seas
So keep that change if you owe me P’s
Had a personal suit taylor, bitch like tomb raider
True savior, chain look like a blue laser
Then my ling ring Cause them shoots stay fending…
That’s when I realised that I was day-dreaming
B-anca:
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
