Dream is Back
Lyrics
Pops said the dream was gone
But it's back with me
Just tryna kill beats
These niggas merely casualties
The young black boy
A.k.a the crack boy
Help raised the dice boy
A.k.a the rap boy
Work Mickey Dees
Lil nigga please
I rather spit 16s
And run with niggas
Who won't flinch
Put you inna ditch
Rip a nigga spleen
If you see me and flee
Big skooch and P
Lil nigga better hide ya queen
I promise She
Chose up the moment she
Seen a lil nigga cheese
She walk up to me
Showin all 32
Baby girl Whatchu tryna do
Tryna Set me Up
Have yo nigga wet me up
Baby girl I'm not a fool
Done seen too many niggas
Walk the green mile
All behind a fat ass and a nice smile
Thinking that she yours
When the Y is silent
T-U up
Now you tryna put the v up in violence
I guess
I seen too many stories end that way
And I'll be damned if those my final pages
My dream I belong on stages
Tell they ass the dream is back
Yes the dream is back
Almost every man round me sold weed or crack
Trap was weighing up when he was tellin me to rap
In job interviews with jeans
Never catch me in no slacks
I could never be corporate
Fuck goin on Oprah
No interviews wit Gayle King
Could never be silenced
I wont kiss no fucking ring
I come from sharecroppers
Motherfuck a Oscar
A grammy or whatever
A source award was better
Pops had to get his cream up
So he picked the triple beam up
But he had to give the dream up
Damn where did that leave us
Youngin grabbed the baton
Like Michael the Corleone
Crown heavy still put it on
Had to take over as Don
Moms straight that's all I want
I'll Have that done before I'm gone
The world so heavy on my shoulders
Put the fam on my forearm
Kaoz came before War
I'm just here to show that the War is done
Not a signs that time is over
Just showing what's more to come
I'm not tryna get rich
Tryna radicalize the slums
R.I.P Chairman Fred
Shoutout Junior and Farrakhan
And that's it man I'm done
I'm done
Pops said the dream was gone
But it's back with me
Just tryna kill beats
These niggas merely casualties
The young black boy
A.k.a the crack boy
Help raised the dice boy
A.k.a the rap boy
Work Mickey Dees
Lil nigga please
I rather spit 16s
And run with niggas
Who won't flinch
Put you inna ditch
Rip a nigga spleen
If you see me and flee
Big skooch and P
Lil nigga better hide ya queen
I promise She
Chose up the moment she
Seen a lil nigga cheese
She walk up to me
Showin all 32
Baby girl Whatchu tryna do
Tryna Set me Up
Have yo nigga wet me up
Baby girl I'm not a fool
Done seen too many niggas
Walk the green mile
All behind a fat ass and a nice smile
Thinking that she yours
When the Y is silent
T-U up
Now you tryna put the v up in violence
I guess
I seen too many stories end that way
And I'll be damned if those my final pages
My dream I belong on stages
Tell they ass the dream is back
Yes the dream is back
Almost every man round me sold weed or crack
Trap was weighing up when he was tellin me to rap
In job interviews with jeans
Never catch me in no slacks
I could never be corporate
Fuck goin on Oprah
No interviews wit Gayle King
Could never be silenced
I wont kiss no fucking ring
I come from sharecroppers
Motherfuck a Oscar
A grammy or whatever
A source award was better
Pops had to get his cream up
So he picked the triple beam up
But he had to give the dream up
Damn where did that leave us
Youngin grabbed the baton
Like Michael the Corleone
Crown heavy still put it on
Had to take over as Don
Moms straight that's all I want
I'll Have that done before I'm gone
The world so heavy on my shoulders
Put the fam on my forearm
Kaoz came before War
I'm just here to show that the War is done
Not a signs that time is over
Just showing what's more to come
I'm not tryna get rich
Tryna radicalize the slums
R.I.P Chairman Fred
Shoutout Junior and Farrakhan
And that's it man I'm done
I'm done
Writer(s): Davon Myers, Demetric Forte
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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