Dreams
How do i go from bumping Eminem and Dr. Dre
From spitting that I'm the illest rapper with wordplay
To losing my fucking mind and carry a heartache
To now relating more to Kanye and Drizzy Drake
How do i go from spending hours on the sidewalk
Tryna pull a cab to the side to get to my girls block
To spending over a quarter million on my own ride
To feeling so generous that I did it twice
How do I go from having to wonder what i can eat
Saving up my change just to afford fancy feast
To a three course meal at least 4 times a week
Waiters pull up a seat for your BOY like, bonappetit
How do I go from saving up to buy her gifts
To being able to strike off everything on her wish list
From diamond rings and gold bracelets on her wrist
Gold necklaces around her neck
Man how'd it get to this
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
How do I go from having an army of friends
To hacking off the pretends and the "eh it depends"
To a handful of those willing to ride with me to the end
Put in work and evict tenants that are here for rent
I mean
How do i go from having the girl of my dreams
My queen, my rib, my liver, my spleen
My everything, just get up and leave
To leaving me with these bitches
I cut and bleed and disappear faster than a sneeze
How do I go from being 16 and broke
And women thinking I'm a joke
To having everybody shut the fuck up now when i spoke
Being in a position to lend you a loan
And put your girl in any position and make her moan
I meeeaaaan
I'm not tryna be mean
I'm not tryna cause problems but i am causing a scene
But when you 28 and this clean, ego as big as a submarine
Thank to all the ladies touching me like I'm a touchscreen
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
From spitting that I'm the illest rapper with wordplay
To losing my fucking mind and carry a heartache
To now relating more to Kanye and Drizzy Drake
How do i go from spending hours on the sidewalk
Tryna pull a cab to the side to get to my girls block
To spending over a quarter million on my own ride
To feeling so generous that I did it twice
How do I go from having to wonder what i can eat
Saving up my change just to afford fancy feast
To a three course meal at least 4 times a week
Waiters pull up a seat for your BOY like, bonappetit
How do I go from saving up to buy her gifts
To being able to strike off everything on her wish list
From diamond rings and gold bracelets on her wrist
Gold necklaces around her neck
Man how'd it get to this
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
How do I go from having an army of friends
To hacking off the pretends and the "eh it depends"
To a handful of those willing to ride with me to the end
Put in work and evict tenants that are here for rent
I mean
How do i go from having the girl of my dreams
My queen, my rib, my liver, my spleen
My everything, just get up and leave
To leaving me with these bitches
I cut and bleed and disappear faster than a sneeze
How do I go from being 16 and broke
And women thinking I'm a joke
To having everybody shut the fuck up now when i spoke
Being in a position to lend you a loan
And put your girl in any position and make her moan
I meeeaaaan
I'm not tryna be mean
I'm not tryna cause problems but i am causing a scene
But when you 28 and this clean, ego as big as a submarine
Thank to all the ladies touching me like I'm a touchscreen
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
See I got bigger dreams
I got bigger schemes
And I ain't fucking with these simple things
Credits
Writer(s): Hamad Sembaij
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