Used to have imagination
Blinds to the years I’m facing
Coolin at my station
As I’m breaking down my past relation
I remember back when we ran track
Didn’t think about cash till we saw big homie with stacks
I wanted that
Guess that was a dream of a lost soul
I gots to know what it really takes just to strike gold
I’m writing notes in my phone
I hope they know the code before I go I wrote a book about my life without a pencil
So far I made the so far without pistol
Twenty some years shed a tear for the ones who fell victim we miss em
This chain around my neck
I keep it pimpin’ obsessed with the checks
Nothing less I’m headed towards pushing the family business
Let it spin these the type of records you got show your kids
And reminisce on the days they used to make classics
Let it spin these the type of records you got show your kids
And reminisce on the days they used to make classics
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adrian De Santiago Lyrics – Imagination
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