(Verse 1)

From plantains to five star dishes

From cheap guppies to exotic fishes

I been seeing my visions, for a long time now

I don't even wish no more, cuz its all mine now

From Harlem to Hollywood

Cali to Bollywood

Mama told me that I could

Just gotta show em whats good

Always been misunderstood

Is he a leader or a follower ?

Is he too brave or a new slave?

I got my Green Eyes on Tuesday and she riding w me

Got $overeign$ on the side and they riding with me

Who gon die for me, when Im tryna take a risk

Who gon lie for me, when the cops tryna frisk

Seeing thugs on the block, getting backwoods from the ock

Plotting out they dreams, but are they ready for the climax

Bodega breams, its just nothing but facts

Bodega breams, its just nothing but stacks

I want my million dollar check

And million dollar respect

Hit the streets or the books

Thats the nerds, thats the crooks

Thats either working thru college

Or you working off the books

You either get ya hand shook

Or you get ya money took

(Hook)

For the whites, its the American Dream

For latinos, its Bodega Breams

I say it loud, I say it proud

I got Bodega Breams

I got Bodega Breams

For the whites, its the American Dream

For latinos, its Bodega Breams

I say it loud, I say it proud

I got Bodega Breams

I got Bodega Breams

(Verse 2)

Went to a school in a factory

They told us to switch machines

9-5 shift, left me with fatigue

You only got four choices when you get out

Go to college, drop out

Go to jail, cops out

Get a kid, daddy out

Head to war, guns out

You can scream, you can shout

But its gonna add amount

To the stress, you feeling now

All the hard work for nothing

Just to have a convo with ya deadbeat cousin

On how you thought you was gonna be something

You had thoughts in my head, but now you dream of nothing

These bodega breams, ain't what it seems

You out here working for yourself or you do it with ya team

(Verse 3)

My life's a complex

Running circles, got me nauseous

Im a product, while ya other clones multiply

Hustlers working projects in the projects

Baby mama of 4, struggling, needs a little profit

Push a little weight, you gon feel it on ya shoulders

Play with fate as a youngin and you gon feel older

Nights in 04, led to fights at 04 in the morning

Crack of dawning, Why we brawlin?

We tryna eat together, but we can't share a plate

Then you lie to ya guy, thats an eye for an eye

Had my back like a masseuse, now you calling for a truce

Whats the point?

We gonna end up being stuck in the same joint

Cuz I made a sacrifice

Which was a stupid ass decision

Do I give up my ambition?

Do I forfeit to religion?

I told myself to stay safe, keep ya head straight

We was on the same team, but you got me on checkmate

I see how it is

The dreams get smaller, when you realize that you ain't a kid no more

Living life robbing others, but its time we took the mask off

To show our true colors

We was blood brothers but it was all said and done

When I had you on the floor and I shot you with ya own gun