Poe Man Dreams Lyrics - Glc

Smoke good, eat good, live good 

I used to want to see the penitentiary 

Way after elementary 

Thought it was cool to look the judge 

In the face when he sentenced me 

Since my uncles was institutionalized 

My intuition has said I was suited for family ties 

My mama is stressing, my daddy tired 

I need me a weapon, these niggas ride 

Every minute, hour and second, ministers tried 

To save me, how I'm gonna listen 

When I don't even hear God? 

Heaven or Hell, base it all on my instincts 

My hands dirty, you worried bout mud in your sink 

You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga 

The same nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya 

I deal with ya like my son 

Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin' 

In my eyes homie stand for something 

Or fall for anything, and you working 

With two left feet at the skating rink 

But anyway, this for my niggas 

Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures 

I want you to know that I'm so determined 

To blow, that you hear the music 

I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row 

You came home to a pocket full of stones 

A Metro PC phone, then you went back in 

So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in 

My view, I'mma get it right, just so you 

Smoke good, eat good, live good 

And I do this for the city 

Got some Hennessey and my real 

Niggas with me 

Fuck the police, they gonna have 

To come and get me 

If it feel good to you 

Holler if you hear me 

You like to mistake a street nigga for a real nigga 

That same nigga that kill with ya, will squeal with ya 

I'd like to start it out from the bottom and build with ya 

Be on my last dollar and split the bill with ya 

I'm 23 with morals and plans of living cordial 

Not rich, but wealthy 

There's nothing you can tell me 

My killings are not remorseful 

The city got my back, and for that, I give them my torso 

You think about it, and don't call me lyrical 

Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil and spiritual 

I know some rappers using big words 

To make their similes curve 

My simplest shit be more pivotal 

I penetrate the hearts of good kids and criminals 

Worry some individuals that live life critical 

So won't you bare witness while I bare feet 

So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me 

But anyway, this for my pops 

On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot 

On 'Wanna Be Heard,' probably thought he worked my nerves 

But really he was stressing me, getting what I deserved 

Somebody said my name on the radio 

He ain't know I was ready for 

The world that minute 

So the next time he roll up 

And drop grams in it, he'll probably be 

Out of work, laid back, while he 

Smoke good, eat good, live good 

And I do this for the city 

Got some Hennessey and my real 

Niggas with me 

Fuck the police, they gonna have 

To come and get me 

If it feel good to you 

Holler if you hear me 

Church is definitely on the move and now we 

Took it up to the cathedral cause the ism is enormous 

You know what I'm talkin' about? 

We out here rotating under the five p's, proper 

Preparation prevents poor performance 

Know what I'm talkin' about? 

Doin' my thing, cause I'm rotatin' when my 

Speakers thumpin' from the windy city streets 

All the way out here to the streets of Compton 

Know what I'm talkin' about? 

Church is definitely on the move and we gonna 

Continue to hustle and grow and develop by 

Fire, as I rotate with my true player partner 

By the name of Kendrick Lamar 

You know what I'm talkin' about? 

This is the ism this is the vision 

You know what I'm talkin' about? 

You gotta get up off your ass and get it, man 

That's the only way your pockets gonna expand, I 

Tell you everyday, you know what I'm talkin' about 

Apply yourself to supply your wealth, only 

Limitations you'll ever have are those you 

Place upon yourself church is definitely on 

The move, you know what I'm talkin' about 

Exercise your ism and don't depend on no one 

Else, cathedral, church, ism