A young mans dream with CREAM busting out of the seams Of the pockets within his jeans, wrist watches with bling And diamond rings, anything his eyes had seen He acquired with green, had him feeling like he was king Of the block where thugs robbed the shops equipped with a Glock Sending shots at rivals and dip at the arrival of cops Tired or not, this is where the crime don't stop Where niggas live fast but they always die slow Hot-headed and keep their hearts locked inside an ice cold box Where niggas smoke rocks cause the coke price won't drop But I blow pot a lot maxing out with my crew Sloppy drunk so sorry hun I'm passing out on you How's the brew? This beer is like the fountain of youth Swimming pools of vodka and I plan to drown in 'em too I'm the realest in the building ain't no doubting the truth And I bet ya bitch will agree with that without any proof I be sipping Coca-Cola while flipping my Motorola open Leaving faces frozen from spitting a flow as cold as oceans In them, twisting spinach in the spliff and getting liquid Sipping sizzurp, Pimp Cup runneth over cause I'm addicted Knowledge below the wisdom, provocative flows I'm kicking Got these bitches undressing and getting naked in front of me You got a hundred Gs? I brought a bunch of weed And I'm fixing to roll it up in a leaf from off of ya money tree