paroles de chanson Dreams - N8

I got these dreams that one day ill get the family back
When i was 8 mom & dad split it made me sad
I kept my feelings all inside yea i kept em trapped
But now i put em in my songs and i put em in my raps

And we aint gotta worry cause i made a couple racks
And we aint gotta worry cause you know ill get em back
And we aint gotta worry ima keep ya pockets fat
Share the money with the team let the money sit and stack

Im ballin on the haters man im feelin like im curry
Shootin shots from any distance i aint even gotta worry
Say my dreams are unapproachable
Then yo vision is blurry
Yea im grinding for my family
So my hands a lil dirty

Got a dream one day ill make it rain
Full of hunnids and diamond chains
So keep on doubting cause i pray
For the better days and i know god
Will pave the way

Rollin thru the city and the car stay clean w me
Windows might be tinted but i got the whole team w me
I can make it happen you just gon have to believe in me
Hating only motivates so go head and proceed w it

But all the hatin that you did aint never benefit you
Cause now ya bitch up at my crib blowing like a whistle
We taking pictures tellin secrets but its confidential
Ya girl has always been a hoe im sorry had to tell you

Got a dream one day ill make it rain
Full of hunnids and diamond chains
So keep on doubting cause i pray
For the better days and i know god
Will pave the way

Niggas hatin on me but that shit never affect me
Ima do this shit regardless get this money for my family
Ima pull up in foreign now these bitches say im sexy
Get so high feel like im soarin now these cops tryna arrest me

I aint here to play these games and yea these people know that
Self Reliance, album of the year, listen and kick back
Hold up
Now we ballin on em
Its a mismatch
Pass me the rock
I cross em up
And then i slam that

Say the roots of education are bitter
But the fruit is sweet
Im not tryna go to college
Swear to god that aint for me
Ima run the money up
And split it w the family
Yea i know these my dreams
But a nigga barely sleep

I got these dreams that one day ill get the family back
When i was 8 mom & dad split it made me sad
I kept my feelings all inside yea i kept em trapped
But now i put em in my songs and i put em in my raps

And we aint gotta worry cause i made a couple racks
And we aint gotta worry cause you know ill get em back
And we aint gotta worry ima keep ya pockets fat
Share the money with the team let the money sit and stack