Dreams

I go to college but I've got no schemes,

white collar mind hype made me lose my dreams,


Sometimes I wonder what I really need,

isn't the money supposed to be just greed?


I've got no lover but I feel just fine,

I know one's waiting somwhere down the line,


I like my women kinda wild and free

don't want them thinking about no-one but me,


I don't need no cocaine to set me free,

music's the best high I ever did,


So take you mind hype, your books, your schemes,

and give me back my dreams.


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