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letra de dreams of a jit - cantrell

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
ayy
all i ever wanted was some jordans and a gold chain (heh, yeah)
i just talked to god, need the whole thang (yeah, whole thang)

[verse 1]
(look)
i’m back in the back of the ‘lac
back in the chevy, that sh-t get heavy, you ready?
i’ll send that pin, where you at?
we gotta get it in, these dreams don’t wait for no man
to my city, i’m him, that’s facts
i might seem out of place, i done seen how it go
i got fears need to face, i got things you should know, look
what you know good? i can’t call it
waddup, kinfolk? hey there, darling
this the lifе of ones that looked up
to all the dopе boys and kept their problems
where we come from we know no solace
but we know real sh-t, we know impalas
we know gang sh-t, we know no options
but we gon’ pop sh-t, ah
[chorus: cantrell & a-lex]
all i ever wanted was some jordan’s and a gold chain
(yeah, all i wanted, yeah, all i wanted)
i just talked to god and he said we need the whole thang
(yeah, whole thang, yeah, whole thang)
comin down, what’s the play? what’s the word? what ya say?
hop the fence, scuff my j’s
boy just look at what we done made, you know
all i ever wanted was some jordans and a gold chain
(yeah, all i wanted, yeah, all i wanted)

[verse 2]
boy, i used to dream ’bout a whip, man, i used to dream ‘bout the b-tches
walking through the halls of the west, 3s on my feet, heart on my sleeve and a horse on my chest
used to feind for the sh-t, i had the realest clique in that bih
went and bought a grill, then bought a chain, me and marq was like jay and dame
still it ain’t no pressure, we play too cool
played a little shortstop but never the fool
i was on the corner but the weight i ain’t move
i was too busy playing cover 2
what y’all talking? quan said, “k!ll y’all softly”
but i’m sorry lauryn, i got a bomb off ‘em
awfully often i been hearing sh-t that’s awful
they disgust me, i shoulda burned the coffin
sl!ck, a g*nius, shawty call me andy kaufman
tool on us, know they k!ll for jordans
i’m chillin but my homies buckin’
pray to god they ain’t gotta off n0body
free mind, gold soul, it cost me nothin’
except everything!
except everything!
except everything!
except everything!
except everything!
except everything!
[chorus: cantrell & a-lex]
all i ever wanted was some jordan’s and a gold chain
(yeah, all i wanted, yeah, all i wanted)
i just talked to god and he said we need the whole thang
(yeah, whole thang, yeah, whole thang)
comin down, what’s the play? what’s the word? what ya say?
hop the fence, scuff my j’s
boy just look at what we done made, you know
all i ever wanted was some jordans and a gold chain
(yeah, all i wanted, yeah, all i wanted)

- cantrell

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