Dreamin ft. DatNiccaTrendz Lyrics

I had a goal

Knew by any means necessary that I couldn't fold

So to give it all I got its coming back in tenfold

Can't wait until the day I got a milli I can hold

Being broke since getting old and I ain't getting no younger

My goals are being sold so I gotta feed my hunger

I'm eating on this record so my bucks can get stronger

Need my bank account long like a telephone number

Been through the pain and pressure but I broke through it

The only way to make a diamond is put pressure to it

That moneys my first language and I speak it fluent

The money been the motive and it's been a great influence

I'm a demon in disguise but I'm humble like Kobe

Gotta know where I've been if you really want to know

Can't be cool with everybody, I swear that's what Pops told me

To get it you gotta work, I swear that's what Duke showed me

I want so much in this world thanks for giving me life

Even so much tension between us, you cut that shit with a knife

And I just grind all day, been therapeutics by night

If I can't give it a whirl, my heart won't feel right

It's never been the right time but now it's time to get it

I've been on my own since 17, been independent

I got some things I gotta do, some things I gotta finish

Can't wait to buy that 350 just to put up in it

Yeah, I'm dreaming, I gotta keep dreaming

I gotta make it out cause these niggas still scheming

I want success so bad I'm like a junkie who is feining

I'm sleeping, I'm still dreaming, I just gotta keep dreaming

I'm dreaming, I gotta keep dreaming

I gotta make it out cause these niggas still scheming

I want success so bad I'm like a junkie who is feining

I'm sleeping, I'm still dreaming, I just gotta keep dreaming

My life on some Freddie and Jason, make no mistake man

Cause you know the flow is adjacent, the check I'm chasing

Yall grew up with superheroes, mines was the weed man

Till he got shot by the ruger, now it's the shooter

Now it's time to make it home to my studio apartment

that I shared with my mama and my sister kinda awkward

But too young to get my own, better than being homeless

But I'm still out on these streets pushing weight feeling homesick

But I'm just a victim of poverty

And section 8 on the property

Mama said that I need a little God in me

It's kinda hard when every step is a monopoly, a dice game

Especially when all the odds against you

And school bum is closed, steady borrowing utensils

Beatboxing on tables, creating instrumentals

Till a fight broke out, weapon of choice was that borrowed pencil nigga

I'm dreaming, I gotta keep dreaming

I gotta make it out cause these niggas still scheming

I want success so bad I'm like a junkie who is feining

I don't sleep, I'm not still dreaming, I just gotta keep dreaming

I'm dreaming, I gotta keep dreaming

I gotta make it out cause these niggas still scheming

I want success so bad I'm like a junkie who is feining

I don't sleep, I'm not still dreaming, I just gotta keep dreaming