Dreaming - Nines, B-Anca

I had a dream that I made it

Never have to dream about my crib getting raided

(Why Fam)

That’s cah' I never had to move dank

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

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

Used to be on probation because I shot green

Now I’m in Sandro paid with the yaght team

Touring the world, killing the shows

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

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

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 Cos them shoots stay fending.

That’s when I realised that I was day-dreaming

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