The Dream Lyrics

Hurdle fences, better score card off the benches

Numbers are off the books cuz it's tax free in the trenches

We're just going through the times trying wake up to what I sleep to

Cuz the dream isn't something I'm trying to sleep thru

The acquisition for the championship it isn't that easy

I don't hold nothing under water, I think the pressures beneath me

Pay attention, the past always holds more weight than luggage

I dropped that for the chicken, most of y'all play with your nuggets

Legal money became a goal because it's documented

50-60 years later it won't matter about I spent it

Kickin it in the front row, Yankees playing their usual

I came from where they'll kill you even if the love is mutual

I'll make the competition throw the towel in on their own

K.Knowledge heard me spit an entire album on the phone

Heard birds tryna fly in my coop so I started jettin'

Different places for paper my gears controlling the setting

We broke out the bubble to make the industry pop

Walkin briskly thru the matrix watching numbers slowly drop

Dr Strange made the light change when he went entered the room

And soon enough they'll understand why this venture became the truth

Hurdle fences, with a better score card off the benches,

Numbers are off the books cuz it's tax free in the trenches

We're just going through the times trying wake up to what I sleep to

Cuz the dream isn't something I'm trying to sleep through

Don't lose your step, I'm tryna be the same climbing the tallest mountain

Makin sure that my fortress protections properly mounted

Started off working small time til I made it to some ounces

Heard it all in my ventures til my music started bouncin

Do it all for the dream, do it all for the dream!

You'll never see the potential if you're paying for the streams

We was spittin' fire in 20 degrees makin heat

Serving plates to the people blockin the side of the street

Rocking the pinstripe yankee jersey, living in jersey

Aiming to be a legend by the time I make it to 30

Killing the competition, ya managers looking worried

Apart from being broke, you chatter mouths looking thirsty

Whether it's up in space or underwater son I'm suited down

My style tight, like a claustrophobe trying to move around

I step in the room and change the color of the scene

If you think you're the greatest, wake up bro it's a dream

Hurdle fences, better score card off the benches

Numbers are off the books cuz it's tax free in the trenches

We're just going thru the times trying wake up to what I sleep to

Cuz the dream isn't something I'm trying to sleep through