Our Craziest Dreams Lyrics

Niggas know Chacon gone blow like nitro

And he gone be the greatest just because of his nice flow

They swear you 'sposed go mainstream overnight though

Take it day by day and I'm going in slow mo

If this is the Grammys, lemme give em my speech

I'm a sell more records than bricks sold by Meech

They wait for every drop like a baby at the teat

When I preach over beats, they on the edge of they seats

Been a menace for a while

But I'm simmered down

But for the record I could really boast the triple crown

Lyricism, relativity, I'm so renown

Can't forget charisma

Like LeBron I'm all around

It's easy to dream and stay stagnant

But I'm working overtime

Grammys without work is dead

Fuck the unemployment line

Now pay attention this another unemployment line

"I shoulda chased my real dreams in 2009"

Now you stuck at home with kids watching Chacon

Making hits relentlessly I'm his son's ringtone

His boy said he had a golden dream like the song

This the same cat who doubted now he see what time I'm on

Y'all can shit on a rapper or be the shit like this rapper

Just because I rap on beats don't mean that this my only chapter

I'm rewriting history this music shit is just a factor

I'm the Visionary

Saw this shit ahead of time, Raven Baxter

One two, one two

Some dreams is crazy, but some dreams come true

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa- One two, one two

Some dreams is crazy, but some dreams come true

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa- One two, one two

Some dreams is crazy, but they still came true

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa- one two one two

Some dreams is crazy, but they will come true

Velle love business moves, Sosa love da court

Debo love to get fly he jumping off his porch

Taylor love rapping, he got my full support

Marino love this art shit he never sell the people Short

Me and ManMan tryna touch a billy over him I'm acting silly

JonJon still be outside banging he coming with me

G Ball man he helped build the dream

Scoot and Chuck B the committee

No limit on my loyalty for gang

Feelin' like 150

I get spiffy

But you know it's crazy how we thought it all

We tryna chase this bag

Before you walk you gotta crawl

Everything a process nigga

Accomplish dreams that's big and small

Before I copped a Grammy

I was in his baby mama jaws