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dreams & nightmares - vezzy crooks lyrics

sitting in my car, banging mover and some rimzee, thinking how life would be if we blew and got rich b, no more hustling, my mum and dad will cry no more, my life of crime extinct like dinosuars, i blew in this rap ting, i didn’t have to sell my soul, cus my lyrics brought this life to existence like a genie from aladdin though, brought cribs for my whole set, whips, chains, rolex, cus their n-gg- had the money game on lock, so yeah they had no stress
my mum was proud told me son, “you proved me wrong” i told her “mum i don’t blame you, look at the things i’ve done, i robbed, sc-mmed, almost k!lled for the sake of funds” brock les of the strip, getting boys down like the royal rumb
done a little nines, but i done a shutdown in harrods, selfridges, trotters, westfield, hatton, no more running boxes like our names ricky hatton, vegetable squad, yeah i was surrounded by carats
but this all feels weird, cus i’m missing richard & joel, rest in peace i hope yous resting well, dropped £200k to their mums like it was nothing, paid for clive’s uni fees, no stress, no nothing
saw jojos mum and brought a crib for her up in the motherland, giving her security that she didn’t get from his father man, life’s too short, so i’m tryna make a change, to live in sunny times, you gotta get through the rain
had my first son, i called him adam, giving homage to my n-gg- adz, i love that n-gg- like my cousin, hit a n-gg- 100x for him, more than dozen, real n-gg- from the b, man he’s always kept it 100
my boy grew up outside the hood, he ain’t going through my tribulations, hitting stains, ducking feds and getting caught lacking the paigons, being held in custody so you gotta play the station like a console, but going bin or laying in the grave, that’s a no-no
i thanked god that i made it where i am, but what i did to make it here, some people wouldn’t understand, went through setbacks through the way, taking ls but they were minor, went through hurricanes with cowboys to build my empire
but f-ck all that earthly things, i’ve got dreams of going jannah, tryna feel like the isrealites when god gave them manna, the roads just a plan b, but i don’t wanna blow through ill manors (repeat)

- vezzy crooks lyrics

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