Lyrics:
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Everything you dream of
Boy I promise you the best
I promise you my ass
I promise you everything you dream of
Thinking 'bout me ?
Stroking while I strip
Imma
to run
Here we are at the picket line
for the dreams we lost, the wasted time
And run girl run
Keep fighting for them one by one
Here we stand for
Sunset by the lake it look just like a dream
My world stop when she hoped out of that Jeep
All my body said, boy don't waist your time
She's out
in the sky
You probably gotta fly just to buy (Who!)
Kinda guy walkin' by with a Desert 45
Probably be a legend before I die (Die!) You wanna see me
And let me live again
When you left you left with me
A dream no longer reality
I live the shadows of our past
With this love that's born to last
I
a dead man walking around
He's from some place they call America
Yeah, America
Ever since he was a boy
He had dreams
Dreams the size of God and he
Ever since I was a little boy
Been scared of all the darkness I have known
I'm falling deeper into murky dreams
Wondering how I fell into this sleep
Maggie likes her tea lukewarm
And she sings Mighty Oaks at dawn
And she has all these big dreams
that no one else can see
Maggie never learned
I think you're truly something special (oh)
Just what my dream are really made of (dreams are really made of)
Let's stay together you and me boy
bottles of gin dam near everynight
I'm gettin more comfortable alone I sit back and think
Take a nap a years gone by in a blink
Never thought I would be
When I was a young boy
Living way up on the hill
We were young we were free
Carless it seemed
Just like we were living
Living in a dream
Out in
bestow the words that he said:
Piss on me and I will behave
I’ll be your good boy, your anal gape slave
Don’t spend the big bucks, don’t waste em on me
paradise to me
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy, not a day goes by
visit me soon
'Cause I miss the way you hold my face
You made a promise you'd be back here by June
So those star constellations can wait
Oh boy I'm
paradise to me
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Little boys and little girls
Dream of big, big things
They're taught at a tender age
Just what life should bring
Get a job, say "I do" and settle
family man that shit don't concern me
Told my home boys we the best that ever did it
They never play the game they just study analytics
Sideline niggas
the fantasy
Cherry tree
Would you die for me
Imagine
Young boy with the worn out shoes
It doesn't matter in fantasy
He has seen the days of painted with blood
an oak tree
Refresh the rap game, disinfect it like O3
You know me, your paesano from the Hartford south
Will I ever make it in this music shit that's hard
came to kick it
But really I would rather be
At home all by myself
Not in this room with people who
Don't even care about my well-being
I don't dance,
Turn Me Up Josh
Every street nigga ain't a rapper
Every rapper ain't a street nigga
Every dope boy in rap
ain't a dope boy in the trap
You know
My whole wardrobe paid off by me
Did it on my own before I was famous
Schedule busy I don't plan on changing
Look in the mirror like I look amazing
the round-up- skip her waterfall, ""
Huh! It was gettin' happy, The Cowboys' Christmas Ball
Now the boys was a little bit skiddish
The ladies was powerful to me
know what you're doing to me
You're making my heart dream (oh baby, no)
It's not my fault that you're beautiful (beautiful)
Saying that it's not my
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