Still Dreamin’

[Intro]
How many of the general's foot soldiers got to die
Before you see that they playin' you just
Like I'm playin' that raggedy-ass piano?
Dutch got niggers working for him
We kill them, and it all work out so we all just killin' each other
Any nigga fool enough to work for the Dutchman deserve to die
How you sound
You think innocent people deserve to die?
Tyrone?
My Mary?

[Verse 1]
Ain't too many niggas live long as me
Ain't strong as me in these [?] streets
I'm the definition of a real OG
I'm talkin' on these streets, stayin' on these beats
I saw a lotta niggas come and go
Some passed away, some faded out
Yeah, I represent them streets hard
But I thank God that I made it out
I'm the last of a dyin' breed
As far as I can see, I'm cut from a different cloth
With a tail as money cause I smell like money
I guess that's why I got a different walk
No half steppin', big daddy Kane
I ball hard, Lebron James
Muthafuckas don't have no clue about me
They don't know how far I came
When the feds were after me, I was with Master P
Fugitive on the run
When the record man go, I was in the projects
Walkin' round with my gun
The streets made me, music saved me
This rap shit gave me a different set
So now I'm on the scene, smokin' green

[Hook]
Livin' my dream, I ain't woke up yet
Livin' my dream, I ain't woke up yet

[Verse 2]
I'mma show these niggas how to do this boy
A lot of you niggas are clueless, boy
My OG's bump my old shit
All my OG's bump my new shit boy
Music low but my weed loud
Engine roaring like I herd the cows
So I'mma do a few doughnuts
And let them tights smoke like black and mouth [?]
I'm your favorite rapper's favorite rapper
OG been around like 20 years
And when it come to this street shit
It is no secret that I run this here
Years later and a few months after
I'm still more relevant than you rappers
I don't give a fuck about what you sow
You lil niggas better keep up with what you owe
One time for my real niggas
No time for the fake niggas
One time for the D-Boys
I got lovefor you cause I can relate, nigga
I see no evil, pay no debt
Home boys all in my projects
I see no evil, pay no debt
Home boys all in my projects

[Hook]

[Outro]
I wish I never gave you that motherfuckin' gun
Ooh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have cussed
You need to go home
You drunk on that King Kong
You drunk on yourself
Illinois, don't let me raise up and come over there
And put my hands on you, hear?
That's how you talk to me now? Huh?
You talking to me
I done told you
Take yo' drunk ass home
All right, then
I'm gonna do what you say
No! Illinois a good soldier
Always do what General Bumpy say!