Street Dreams
Nas ft 2pac Lyrics


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Uh, what, what, uh

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear
Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave
Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Though I'm innocent, til proven guilty
I'ma try to filthy, purchase a club and start up realty
For real G, I'ma fulfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream
The first trip without the clique
Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it
Fresh face, NY plates got a Crooked I for the Jakes
I want it all, Armor All Benz and endless papes
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
Without the FBI catching feelings

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing crack down the toilet
Two sips from bein alcoholic
Nine hundred ninety nine thou from being rich but now I'm all for it
My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score with
The cartel Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way the bitch shook her ass yo the dogs never seen her
She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM
Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Growing up project-struck, looking for luck dreaming
Scoping the large niggas beaming, check what I'm seeing
Cars, ghetto stars pushing ill Europeans
G'n, heard about them old timers OD'n
Young, early 80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
Worshipping every word them rope rocking niggas gave me
The street raised me up, giving a fuck
I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody
Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty
Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
With all the gun play, painting the kettle black hungry
A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years
Some niggas went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
But I'm a rebel stressing, to pull out of the heat no doubt
With Jeeps tinted out, spending never holding out

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's




Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Overall Meaning

In Nas ft 2Pac's song Street Dreams, both rappers reminisce about their experiences growing up in the inner city and the temptations that come with trying to escape poverty and achieve success. The song describes the allure of the drug game and the dreams of hitting it big, with Nas rapping about his aspirations of purchasing a club and starting up realty while 2Pac talks about his journey from being broke to becoming rich.


The hook and chorus "Street dreams are made of these, niggas push Beemers and 300 E's, a drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key, everybody's looking for something" highlights the theme of the song, how individuals in poverty-stricken areas are lured by the glamour and wealth attached to selling drugs. They believe that this money will be the way out of their financial struggles. However, the consequences of this lifestyle are explored in the verses, with both rappers referring to the paranoia, backstabbing, snitches, and addictions that come along with the drug game.


In conclusion, Street Dreams masterfully captures the struggle of street life and the dreams that people have of making it out. It also reveals the harsh realities associated with those dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

Street dreams are made of these
The things people aspire for and desire are the foundation of street dreams.


Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
Some, especially drug dealers, are able to acquire high-end cars like BMWs and Mercedes-Benz 300E's.


A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
It is expected for drug dealers to reach a certain amount of drugs, usually measured by a key.


Everybody's looking for something
Everyone has their own desires and dreams that they seek to fulfill.


Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Women (β€˜shorties’) have to degrade themselves to please men (β€˜niggas with big G’s’) who are wealthy drug dealers.


Who am I to disagree?
The singer doesn't see it as their place to judge or oppose this reality.


My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
A friend offered the singer a quarter of a kilogram of drugs to sell for profit.


Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear
The artist is traveling to Delaware to sell the drugs with minimal belongings.


Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
The artist is only thinking about the drugs he smoked earlier.


With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave
The artist has a glazed look from the high he is experiencing.


Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
The singer is seeking monetary gain through illegal activities, and has already attempted it twice in the past.


Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
The police had no leads initially, but now have found a way to identify the artist.


Though I'm innocent, til proven guilty
The singer asserts his innocence until it can be proven otherwise in a court of law.


I'ma try to filthy, purchase a club and start up realty
The singer plans to make a lot of money through illegal activities, then invest it in legitimate businesses like owning a nightclub and real estate.


For real G, I'ma fulfill my dream
The singer is determined to achieve his dream of financial success at any cost.


If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream
If the artist can successfully hide his illegal activities, he will be able to increase his wealth without issue.


The first trip without the clique
The artist is traveling alone without his usual group of friends.


Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it
The singer sent a woman with a quarter kilogram of drugs to sell, which is a major opportunity for them.


Fresh face, NY plates got a Crooked I for the Jakes
Driving a car with New York plates, the singer is worried about being stopped by the police (aka β€˜the Jakes’).


I want it all, Armor All Benz and endless papes
The artist desires luxury items, like an β€˜Armor All’ Mercedes-Benz and endless amounts of money.


God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
The artist is frustrated and curious about what it takes to make a significant amount of money.


Without the FBI catching feelings
The artist wants to make money without the FBI getting involved or suspecting them of illegal activities.


From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
Being called β€˜fat cat’ before, the singer wants to be seen as more powerful and influential (aka β€˜papi’).


Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
The artist has moved from a room in the ghetto (β€˜25 to flat’) to a larger and more expensive place (β€˜a thousand feet back’).


Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
Carrying guns and being involved in gang activity wasn't making him wealthy, but he is now being watched by snitches who may report him to the police.


Living with moms, getting it on, flushing crack down the toilet
The singer was previously living with their mother while selling drugs in secret, and had to dispose of them by flushing them down the toilet.


Two sips from bein alcoholic
The singer is close to becoming an alcoholic.


Nine hundred ninety nine thou from being rich but now I'm all for it
The artist was only $1,000 away from accumulating a fortune, and now they'll do what it takes to achieve that wealth.


My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
A friend had a premonition like a psychic, Dionne Warwick.


A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score with
The singer believes that working together with intelligent and strategic people can lead to success for all involved.


The cartel Argentina coke with the nina
The singer has access to cocaine from the Argentine cartel and a gun (β€˜the Nina’).


Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina
The artist is in a hotel smoking the drug sessamina.


Trina got the fishscale between her
A woman named Trina is in possession of a type of cocaine known as fishscale.


The way the bitch shook her ass yo the dogs never seen her
Trina has an impressive and unique way of dancing that even the male dogs are impressed by.


She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Trina has brought the singer back to a more luxurious lifestyle, with fresh Caesar salads and other gourmet foods.


Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
The artist is wearing expensive shoes by David Robinson and Walle'.


Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM
Women are attracted to the singer and perform sexual acts for him while riding in his BMW convertible.


Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this
The singer asserts that he had complete control over the woman mentioned earlier.


Growing up project-struck, looking for luck dreaming
The singer grew up in low-income housing and struggled, but still had dreams for a better future.


Scoping the large niggas beaming, check what I'm seeing
The artist observes successful drug dealers and gang members, and takes note of their appearance and lifestyle.


Cars, ghetto stars pushing ill Europeans
Famous and wealthy people from the ghetto drive expensive European cars.


G'n, heard about them old timers OD'n
The singer has heard stories of old drug users overdosing.


Young, early 80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
As a child in the early 80's, the singer and others would throw rocks at a mentally ill woman in their neighborhood.


Worshipping every word them rope rocking niggas gave me
The artist was influenced by rap artists who often wore expensive jewelry (β€˜rope rocking niggas’).


The street raised me up, giving a fuck
The artist’s upbringing and experiences on the streets shaped who they are, and they are hardened to the consequences of their criminal behavior.


I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
The artist used to believe that owning expensive shoes and jewelry was the key to a lavish lifestyle.


I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody
The singer was familiar with drug dealers, distributors, and users from a young age.


Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty
The artist would skip school to smoke marijuana and drink alcohol.


Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
The singer finds it ironic that they were introduced to the drug business through selling crack.


With all the gunplay, painting the kettle black hungry
Despite the violence and danger involved, the singer continues to take risks to achieve financial success.


A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years
The singer wasted a lot of time and energy drinking alcohol in the staircase of their building.


Some niggas went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
Some of the artist's peers became successful by selling cocaine as their profession.


But I'm a rebel stressing, to pull out of the heat no doubt
The artist is pressured to quit their illegal activities to avoid trouble, but resists the idea and continues to pursue their desires.


With Jeeps tinted out, spending never holding out
The singer is aware of the risks they are taking by owning a vehicle with illegally tinted windows, but spends their money without restraint.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERNIE ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY, CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER H JASPER, NASIR JONES

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@2xN

These two are THE gods of rap.

@cloudsclutchcorner

Yeah, along with but not limited to (some excluded): 1.) Jay-Z, 2.) B.I.G (RIP), 3.) Prodigy (RIP), 4.) Rakim, 5.) Kool G. Rap, 6.) Sean Price(RIP), 7.) DJ Premo and others as the Godfather's of RapπŸ’―

@beda204

2pac flow is untouchable, any person can write nice shit, but it's the way you deliver it.

@baalebb7371

Yeah every body knowz

@jahanhussain2648

Nas is out flowed by pac. Nas rapping without feeling. Pac wakes you up with his verse. Nas saying some good stuff but he just sounds like his trying to make it rhyme and flow but no energy. Pac come in and shows Nas how to attract the crowd. I bet if this was life pac would make nas sound like a kid whose learning how to rhyme

@jahanhussain2648

Pac got the best voice best flow in the history of hip hop. That's why when he past so many dudes tried to sound like him. Also any remix they would put Pac verses. If nas is the greatest lyricist. PAC IS MASTER STUDENT IN THE 90S ERA AND KIND OF SURPASSED HIS TEACHERS.

@joliearanda6481

@@jahanhussain2648 not true stfu there is emotion in nas voice

@joliearanda6481

@@jahanhussain2648 nah nas haves feelin

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@ChimcharrNo1

Nas with that scientific approach, Pac comes thru with the energy, my 2 favourite rappers

@ThugGotGold

Street Dreams adds a few subtle things into the beat that makes it better than the original, but Pac's voice and lyrics fit it better.

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