Dreamz

Little kid from DR

with some big dreams

had to make a couple choices

had to take some for the team

just trynna make it out

but its not as easy as it seems

 

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;”

 

Dreams they’re a funny thing

aren’t they?

They made a mom bring

her little kid to the USA

 

In the search of a dream?

Well this dream cost money

how much do i have to pay?

Study and get in this college or stay in the courts and play?

 

but hey,

a little kid gotta find his way

I’ve been told no before

All the bad influences, i had to ignore

 

They said you not tall enough, you not strong enough, you not smart enough

well fuck you too

neither are you

at least i worked for what i have

a bird with no wings who flew

Always got the best out of my opportunities

even if they’ve been few

 

Well hey

"you can’t make it to the nba"

“your rapping is not good enough”

“to make something out of this is gonna be rough”

Thats all they ever say

 

and imma prove them wrong

but its been a lifelong

struggle

had to juggle

my choices

which do i pick?where do i go?

Where can i grow?

I’ve been splitted in between two roads

and just know

that imma keep trying to make it out for the bros

if you weren’t with me through the struggle

don’t look at me cause i won’t say hello

 

again where do i go?

Do i keep spitting rhymes

waiting for an uncertain reply

hoping that one day ill really grow wings and fly

or do i take the easy way

and just do what everyone else does and obey

 

but where are they?

the ones that obey?

i don’t see them in no lambo

i see them on their way to the train

 

Reminds of that one time

eighth grade

its been a long time

teacher said adelson might make it

girls get his number

or give them yours he will take it.

There i sat with a big smile

thinking if a girl was actually gonna run the mile

but i seen in their faces

they thought she was joking

when i make it i don’t want you to be provoking

me

i might not be from the streets

but i respect their hustle

and that they willing to put the muscle

to make it out of a bad situation

like russell

or maybe make it worse

and go in reverse like some type of curse

But they just wanna be free, just like me

i guess to be or not to be?

 

Now Niggas grow up saying fuck school

Listening to bad shit that makes them bust tools

Shit that will make body drop like butts do

That's the type of environment I had to get used to

 

i gotta work hard

do this shit different

and one day

my nigga and i can go slay

these dreams we been dreaming

will be underway.

and to all the niggas that doubted us

no shoutouts but i guess you’re okay

 

(Fire beat drops)

Pussy niggas, constantly hashtaggin' "the struggle"

Yet you never had to cop, flip, bag it, and make it double

Necrophilia in law enforcement, you could be a corpse when they cuff you

They got cameras in the canopy,

as they watch you roam the floor of the jungle

 

In this brick forest, you must choose your route wisely If you don't, you become the prey,

and your demise is quite likely

You'll watch ya life flash in them eyes just like lightning

So tread lightly or you'll be gone entirely in a fashion that's untimely

 

An honor student who dishonors the title when I stain shit/

It's shameful, I wouldn't if I received my reparations/

Look at my roots, dragged to this continent on those slave ships/

Meant for mindless labor on large southern plantations/

If it happened differently initially I wouldn't be involved in home invasions/

I'm sure my grandma knows, under her tombstone, in the grave, dirt is raisin'/

I'd like to apologize, but no cash comes as fast as this drug trade shit/

I need it therefore I'm a medic, for college credits and registrations