Dreaming Nines (Ft. B-anca)

[Verse 1: Nines]
I had a dream that I made it
Never have to dream about my crib getting raided
(Why Fam)
That's cah' I never had to move dank
Celebrating like them fans from the new camp
More groupies than you can imagine
Flyer than Aladdin, niggas tryna jump on the wagon
I still rolled with a hand-ting
Only difference is I was going home to a mansion
Had an indoor football pitch playing goal-to-goal
I was still me I never sold my soul
I bought my whole hood whips
Even the fends and no-good chicks
Had the block looking like a car-lot
I rep Church Road till my heart stops
Came through in a stupid mik
Ace of spades and I juiced the diluted drinks

[Hook: B-anca]
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise
Those flashing lights
Got me so hypnotised
Take me to paradise
Take me to paradise