Текст песни Dreams Rarely Do Come True (feat. Mariah The Scientist) - Young Thug feat. Mariah the Scientist

I'm so apprehensive, think I know what's coming
Think I know the difference between this and what I wanted
Thinking I'm submissive when I'm just succumbing
Thinking that these are the makings of a perfect woman
Thinking that I know myself, I just know how it feel
Right before everything went numb
I feel like no one else
Like the sole one left and my neck piece one-of-one

And I'm growing complacent
Everybody's failing expectations
But everything just isn't worth complaining about, baby
It's only your breath you're wasting
'Cause everyone's impatient
No one even shows appreciation
And everyone around should know there's more to this life, baby

Baby, baby, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You see me when I walk down on clouds
I see your big heart, and I'm burning through it
Oh yeah, feeling a lil' complacent if you know what I mean
Aiming at your love with a beam
Said you ain't love no one but me
I left you at the door, so I had got you a key
You won't be locked out, oh, no
We had nothin' when we starting

Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends
Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends
Fuck my friends, I don't want nothin' but twins
Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends
Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends
Tell me if you love me right now
If you love me ever, if you love me ever
If you love me forever, if you love me forever
Tell me

Who get no money, Spyder? Everybody I know
The Bent' got all curtains, I fucked her, I was serviced
She almost made me feel like shit was worth it
My bitch a boss, but she like small purses (yeah, yeah)
You want a Bentley, one with no curtains (whoa, whoa)
You bad, shawty, but you not curvy
We can just vibe, but that's on point, I'm tryna have sex with you

I let her get a massage inside a Bentley coupe
Why would you come and try to finesse me when I bought everything for two? (Yeah)
I was hittin' your friend, but I cut that ho off for you
Did it like a real nigga, solid, you didn't have a clue
Viral on the internet and now my baby mad
Acting like I lost my player card and went out bad
We was talkin' 'bout somethin' serious and it just made me sad
Why would I cry over a bitch I gave to Gunna police-ass?

You was supposed to call me back, but I'm glad that you didn't
I was turned up, and I got rich and that's it
My homie girl cheated with my other homie, and he blew his brains
I seen the opps, so you know me, I had to flex my chain
Told shawty that she ain't nothin' like my ho, she lame
You said you dead, and then you told, and then they took your stand (whoa)
She asked me, am I still gangsta and I said, "Probably"
I told lil' shawty, "I'm black Ken and I need me a Barbie" (hey)

Fast-forward, they dressin' like me in 2012 (hey)
I can get you rich, but make sure you prevail
I come from Jonesboro, South, they'll kill you if you tell
You don't take care of your kids, but if you're gangsta, then you're real
Flyin' out to Paris, the Benz is where we land
I'm piped up so my hotel a resident'

Huh, stamp the passport out of country with it
Serve your papa R&B, got all hits
Had enough of rockin' the black, I'm goin' rose kit
You got nothin' on your wrist and your arm and on your necklace
Yeah, you steady complaining, but ain't fixed yet
Half a mil' for the Richard, but the right time on my Rolex
Playin' by rich nigga rule and we can kick it
Up a lot of M's, I promise you my kids straight

Oh, whoa, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dreams, they really do come true
Dreams, they really do come true
(Dreams, they really do come true)
(Dreams, they really do come true)