Dreams from Reality

Niggas can't dwell on the "good ole days" forever now
I'm tryna Lock In
Manifest in what's next
TprDaFam

Riding round a Regal
Dreaming on a view that's scenic
Stutter step the traffic jam to helipads and Bimmers
Fly as all outdoors
Credit good, my people eating
Turning blessings into business, shit, ain't nothing even
Amounting close to paying off my momma quotes
Uhh
Partitions raised to private planes, she'll get em' both
Uhh
On God, I gotta know how far this go
I'll never choke
Uhh
Case you didn't know
My record perfect in its own division
They hold me down to keep me up on shit where coaches slipping
Where Satan tried to get in
I almost fade him, took the ultimatum
What?!
Heavy price to pay to say you made it
But niggas cashing in instead of saving
Wicked benefits they fiddle with
They temporary, still
Put up for now, you get the payout later

Some Free Game

Burn the finest, realign my comfort
Holding onto every word I run for
Until this joint a clip; I'm breathing in a deeper pull
My lungs is full, adjusted for the shift
Cause this 9 to 5 ain't getting it
I'm tired of living in proximity of poverty and hopelessness
Where fiends be dosing shit
Instead of go for shit, they stop at drugs
Deferred they love, family hugs
Cuz embraces just a way for smoke to take away and serve the plug
Competing with a rush where lives are lost
From heroine to coke
That fentanyl and dope
It's that "by any means" mentality I'm pushing through to give y'all hope
And not perpetuate the day-to-day that niggas gloat
Bigger than the blocks where dealers post
Pitching game until that pack is ghost
(Gone)

And then reup from there
I mean "we up" from there
Reimbursed for the hurt, all off a dismal year
I said reup from there
And then we up from there
Reimbursed for the hurt, I wish these Dreams were real

Stutter step the traffic jam to helipads and Bimmers