[Intro] Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write [Verse 1] Check it Check it, uh Uh, its time to get a focus Its time that I approach this Resigned from feeling hopeless Like I just donned my greatest opus Symphonies and every note I wrote, with epiphanies This shit could be the last time that I write, quick Im usin my mind, no longer usin my Sidekick Device, its like, I get inside of these mics I get inside of my life, tryna define what is right Nowadays its all about the dollar signs and the ice The cultures tricklin downwards, while climbin and christ Most are findin they nights, lookin for signs from the Christ Its why we rhyming away, to where we signin our rights So Im findin a way, for me to fit in this lane This real life movie, thats depicted with games Feelin sick in the brain, while feelin sick of my name Cuz its startin to make sense, the shit doesnt change Lets go Yeah let that breathe for a second Ha ha So all you fly mother fuckers Lets go Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Hold on I got somethin else [Verse 2] Check it, uh, yeah Killers, pushers, workers and citizens They workin for dividends, but they hurtin from livin this pain And its for certain wit they limited game They livin under Gods word, but never mimic his name And I aint tryna get ahead from gimmicks and games Cuz my talent for spittin I would never give in exchange Its Notherground music, so I give it a name And Imma push it to the limit, never live it in vain I live in New York City, the city of dreams Where they even got a committee to pity the fiends Tryna fit in the scheme, while Im gettin this cream Until the day that I die, Im gettin rich with my team You na mean? [Outro] Right? Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Startin to see the whole thing man Its really comin together I know yall feelin it out there Uh huh, uh huh Whether you white, black, male, female We all tryna get to that one place That frame of mind, that state of mind you na mean? Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write I just got there through music Thats how it go sometimes, right? Dreamin bout the day Im in the studio and I dont need to write Sometimes the weight of the world makes us feel like We weigh twice the amount we really do You gotta lift that weight off your shoulders And just walk I aint tryna preach or nothin
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