Dreams

Yeah…
Look…
Came from the dirt, had to hustle for a dollar,
Now it’s late nights, hearing money when I holler,
Phone keep ringin’, got the plays lined up,
Tryna turn a small win to a bankroll doubled up.
Back when I was broke, had dreams in my head,Now I’m wide awake still chasin’ that bread,Every loss that I took turned a lesson instead,Now I move real sharp, every move gotta spread.I been on the move, I don’t ever stay still,Eyes on me heavy, gotta watch how I feel,Same ones clappin’ be the ones that’ll switch,Seen love turn fake over money real quick.Yeah, I remember nights I was stuck in the rain,No help, no hand, just me and the pain,
Now it’s diamonds on me, got ‘em callin’ my name,But that pressure don’t fade when you deep in the game.Shorty in the passenger, she love how I shine,But she ain’t see the days I was down on my grind,Now she postin’ my life like it’s hers online,But she don’t know the cost or the weight on my mind.Ridin’ through the city with the windows up tight,Every shadow look different when you livin’ this life,Sirens in the distance got me clutchin’ real slight,Tryna make it through the dark just to see daylight.I done seen homies fold for a fraction of gold,Watched loyalty break, watched real ones get cold,Now I keep my circle tight, small as it get,Cause the ones closest to you be the ones that’ll flip.Yeah…Pressure buildin’, I can feel it in my chest,Every win feel good but it never bring rest,Gotta stay ten steps, always thinkin’ ahead,Cause one wrong move got you gone or misled.I done leveled up fast, now they call me the man,But they don’t understand all the weight in my hands,Every move got risk, every choice got cost,Win big or lose it all, everything get tossed.Late nights countin’ up, early mornings still up,Tryna fill a void that I never could touch,Got the money comin’ in but it never feel enough,Cause the past still knockin’, yeah it always too rough.Yeah…Still ten toes, never fold, never break,Had to learn real quick what’s real and what’s fake,Now I’m stackin’ it tall, tryna build me a way,Out the life that I lived, but it pull me to stay.I got dreams bigger than the block I was raised,Tryna turn every loss into permanent gains,But the streets got a hold, yeah they stuck in my veins,Hard to walk away clean when you tied to the pain.Look…It’s a different type of pressure when you come from the bottom,Got the world on your back but you still gotta solve ‘em,Every problem feel heavy, every win feel borrowed,‘Cause you livin’ for today but you fearin’ tomorrow.I done seen too much just to act like I’m fine,Too many nights I was crossin’ that line,Now I pray for some peace but I’m stuck in the grind,Tryna leave it behind but it stuck in my mind.Yeah…And they cheer when you up but they silent when you down,Only love when you winnin’, never when you drown,So I learned keep it movin’, never wait for a sound,
Build it all on my own, never need me a crown.
Still ridin’, still grindin’, still chasin’ that feelin’,
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rap, trap, hip hop