Dreamer's Journal
I got my drive
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
The Zimbabwean Dream is to leave Zim
Conflicted by the double-entendre coz we tryna leave/live
Hence I speak this piece to appease a piece of me
That's not at peace with everything I'm trynna accomplish here
Capuche!
Ain't got no time for people talking faeces
Boy I stay up on the grind so I can spoil my nieces
And mama thinking I'm alright and so she making wish lists
And my passion on this mic, its got me going beastly
Life really ain't really been easy but I'm feeling blessed
Finally got me a job it kinda pays me well
Mr Chipomho said cop a crib and go cop some wheels
Could have told him that's a plan in motion but nah that ain't it
when elders share a piece of their mind
you listen for your peace of mind
No need to go prove yourself wise
It'll come across as otherwise
The truth is in the details I'm afraid of retail
I buy from wholesale coz I read about Arkad the richest
From Babylon
I'm tryna apply all the things he teaching
I told my girl don't fall for my ambition but love my vision
I hold the former loosely the latter is God-given
Eyes on the goal no time for blinking pray I walk the distance
This world is looking vicious
We count 'em up count 'em up
All of the blessings that fall on us
Looking back at where we came from
Yeah giving more reasons to stay strong
Yeah We celebrate yeah we celebrate
like we just made a 100k
Little things will make sense/cents
So we give thanks my two cents
I got my drive
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Don't judge me. Your daddy bought everything
And at your crib maybe money wasn't really a thing
Me too money wasn't really a thing we had
So we had to get get it by any means necessary
Ghetto boy tisu veku jecha
Ukatawura zvisirizvo matsaga anokukwenya nembama
2 minutes later, check your pockets fam
Phone yayenda man!
I don't condone but I empathize
Coz in my hood I done seen it with my own eyes
One opportunity one shot like 8 mile
So Here's my Chuck taylors let me see you walk a mile
Before you run your mouth, before you talk about
Things you know nothing about boy get your facts right
You see the problem is everybody trying to be an activist
and actively contributing to what the problem is
You see us thanking God for the little things
You'd understand if you grew the way we did
I got my drive
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
yeaaah yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
mmmhmhmhmh
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
The Zimbabwean Dream is to leave Zim
Conflicted by the double-entendre coz we tryna leave/live
Hence I speak this piece to appease a piece of me
That's not at peace with everything I'm trynna accomplish here
Capuche!
Ain't got no time for people talking faeces
Boy I stay up on the grind so I can spoil my nieces
And mama thinking I'm alright and so she making wish lists
And my passion on this mic, its got me going beastly
Life really ain't really been easy but I'm feeling blessed
Finally got me a job it kinda pays me well
Mr Chipomho said cop a crib and go cop some wheels
Could have told him that's a plan in motion but nah that ain't it
when elders share a piece of their mind
you listen for your peace of mind
No need to go prove yourself wise
It'll come across as otherwise
The truth is in the details I'm afraid of retail
I buy from wholesale coz I read about Arkad the richest
From Babylon
I'm tryna apply all the things he teaching
I told my girl don't fall for my ambition but love my vision
I hold the former loosely the latter is God-given
Eyes on the goal no time for blinking pray I walk the distance
This world is looking vicious
We count 'em up count 'em up
All of the blessings that fall on us
Looking back at where we came from
Yeah giving more reasons to stay strong
Yeah We celebrate yeah we celebrate
like we just made a 100k
Little things will make sense/cents
So we give thanks my two cents
I got my drive
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Don't judge me. Your daddy bought everything
And at your crib maybe money wasn't really a thing
Me too money wasn't really a thing we had
So we had to get get it by any means necessary
Ghetto boy tisu veku jecha
Ukatawura zvisirizvo matsaga anokukwenya nembama
2 minutes later, check your pockets fam
Phone yayenda man!
I don't condone but I empathize
Coz in my hood I done seen it with my own eyes
One opportunity one shot like 8 mile
So Here's my Chuck taylors let me see you walk a mile
Before you run your mouth, before you talk about
Things you know nothing about boy get your facts right
You see the problem is everybody trying to be an activist
and actively contributing to what the problem is
You see us thanking God for the little things
You'd understand if you grew the way we did
I got my drive
I got my drive
And nothing else yeah
We done made it through the rain yeah
We outchea dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
Far we came
yeaaah yeah
Driving down memory lane
Looking back at all the pain
Look how far we came
Look how far we came
mmmhmhmhmh
Credits
Writer(s): Casper Mapurisa, Jacob Ngorima
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