Street Dreams - Joe

Oh, oh no, this ain’t hip hop, this is R&B

I can’t remember, remember when

Wasn’t ballin', did not know when

No friends, I was alone

Street dreamin' is all I know

Benz, rims, dubs that keep spinnin'

Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin'

Clubs, good bubs, what we call livin'

Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin'

Street dreams are made of these

600 Benzes and SUVs (that's right)

Live my life as a thug till the day I die

Livin' life as a baller’s playa even can’t die

All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)

All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)

In a fitted ??

back

Or when I’m having my finest splendour

Or when I’m feelin' like I’m all that

Or when I’m feelin' like I’m laid back

Benz, rims, dubs that keep spinnin'

Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin'

Clubs, good bubs, what we call livin'

Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin'

In the beginning it was so hard

Now we made it, some call us stars

Not me, I’m the same ol' G

I’m just quiet, what makes do good happy

Benz, rims, dubs that keep spinnin'

Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin'

Clubs, good bubs, what we call livin'

Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin'

I think I see it now, I think I see it now…