Street Dreams
Machine Gun Kelly Lyrics

On a east side night
During a night on the east side

Under that street light
In the presence of a street light

On the corner of don’t think twice
At a particular corner where hesitation is not an option

I find my mind where it shouldn’t be
My thoughts stray to places they shouldn't be

Crack Rock in that pad lock
A padlock containing crack cocaine

With a stash spot in my ragtop
Keeping my drugs in a hidden space of my car's roof

Street dreams down the block from my dads spot
Aspiring to live a lavish lifestyle near my father's place

Bad cops on my payroll
Paid corrupt police officers

At a buck a pop like Faygo
Paying a dollar to buy their services

Add 50 Cent for like 3 keys,
Paying 50 cents for each of the 3 kilos

Open up the doors for that Yayo,
Facilitating the distribution of cocaine

White nights cuz I make snow
Sleepless nights due to my involvement in drug dealing

Bright lights then I lay low,
Lying low after being in the spotlight

Fight nights I'm like Mike Tyson
Fighting like Mike Tyson

K/o for that peso
Knocked out for a meager sum of money

That's the life that we chose
We chose a life of crime

Talking bout
Referring to

Money cars and these clothes
The things we aspire to have

Fuckin with
Engaging in sexual activities with

Twenty broads that's exposed
Twenty women who are promiscuous

And we in the
We are at the

Strip clubs till they close
Strip clubs that stay open all night

These are the chronicles of a hood muthafucka doin what he gotta do to get paid
This is the story of someone from the hood, doing whatever it takes to make money

Chronic smoke In every follicle of my shades
Smoke from marijuana in my sunglasses

Writing my obituary diggin my grave,
Living a life that could lead to an early death

Cuz all they say is jail or death,
Society expects me to either end up in prison or die young

And I figure there ain't nothin left,
I believe I don't have any other options

That I ain't did and since I’m knee deep in my shit, don’t hold my breath,
I’ve done everything, and since I’m in deep trouble, don't expect me to come out of this easily

*Snap*
Snap of fingers

Oh shit,
Expression of surprise

Guess its back to that broke shit,
Seems like I'll have to return to a state of poverty

Roach clip in my ashtray
A clip holding the end of a joint in the ashtray

2Pac on my posters
Posters of Tupac Shakur on my wall

Dreams of living like Sosa,
Aspirations of living like drug lord Pablo Escobar

But I'm wakin up on this sofa,
Although I have these dreams, I wake up on a couch

Said I'm wakin up on this sofa,
Reiterating that I wake up on a couch

I ain't waiting round here no longer,
I'm not waiting here anymore

Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
We live life recklessly

Most of us that's livin now ain't livin thirty,
Due to our lifestyle, we won’t live past thirty years of age

Cock that .38 put on my mask and it gets blurry
Loading my .38 gun and putting on a mask to commit a crime

I don't think you heard me,
I don't believe you understand me

What I need a shirt for?
Questioning the use of shirts

When you beast shit and you go hard till that tours gone and you back onto that street shit,
When you exert yourself to the maximum while performing and then get back to your criminal activities

When these tattoos that I bleed with say everything about my story come read this,
My tattoos tell my story; come and read them

What I need a shirt for? Huh? X3
Reiterating my earlier question about the need for shirts

When I go hard
When I'm working hard

So hard, to get everything that I worked for
Working tirelessly to achieve everything I aimed for

At the top is no friends dawg,
At the top, you have no real friends

At the bottom ain't shit dawg,
At the bottom, you have nothing

Middle man'n ain't it dawg,
Being in the middle is not ideal

Plotting drinkin this Hen dog
Planning while drinking Hennessy

And I said lord my savior,
Calling out to my lord and savior

Have I not protected my neighbor,
Asking if I haven’t protected my neighbor

Have I not neglected these haters,
Asking if I haven’t ignored my haters

Have I not kept you in my prayers,
Asking if I haven’t prayed enough

So when my life keeps going downhill am I wrong for looking upstairs?
In a difficult moment, is it wrong to look towards a higher power?

Am I wrong for feeling you hate me, am I wrong for thinking you'd care?
Questioning if I'm wrong for thinking that god hates me and cares for me at the same time

Am I wrong for keepin this weed lit and these smoke clouds In this air?
Asking if I'm wrong for smoking weed

But I can't sleep without my mind gone cuz of shit I witnessed last year,
I can't sleep because of what I witnessed last year

That boy that left out was just family,
The person who passed away was my family member

I ain't see the shit comin,
I didn't see it coming

We was supposed to be at these Grammy’s
We were supposed to attend the Grammy Awards together

We was supposed to be stuntin,
We were supposed to show off our success

Shit, we was supposed to somethin,
We were supposed to achieve something in life

Fuck that we was supposed to be brothers,
We were supposed to be brothers

Helped you out when you were struggling, I don’t owe you nothing muthafucka.
Helped you out when you were struggling, but I don't owe you anything