Dreams from Reality

Niggas can't dwell on the "good ole days" forever now I'm tryna Lock In Manifest in what's next TprDaFam Riding round a Regal Dreaming on a view that's scenic Stutter step the traffic jam to helipads and Bimmers Fly as all outdoors Credit good, my people eating Turning blessings into business, shit, ain't nothing even Amounting close to paying off my momma quotes Uhh Partitions raised to private planes, she'll get em' both Uhh On God, I gotta know how far this go I'll never choke Uhh Case you didn't know My record perfect in its own division They hold me down to keep me up on shit where coaches slipping Where Satan tried to get in I almost fade him, took the ultimatum What?! Heavy price to pay to say you made it But niggas cashing in instead of saving Wicked benefits they fiddle with They temporary, still Put up for now, you get the payout later Some Free Game Burn the finest, realign my comfort Holding onto every word I run for Until this joint a clip; I'm breathing in a deeper pull My lungs is full, adjusted for the shift Cause this 9 to 5 ain't getting it I'm tired of living in proximity of poverty and hopelessness Where fiends be dosing shit Instead of go for shit, they stop at drugs Deferred they love, family hugs Cuz embraces just a way for smoke to take away and serve the plug Competing with a rush where lives are lost From heroine to coke That fentanyl and dope It's that "by any means" mentality I'm pushing through to give y'all hope And not perpetuate the day-to-day that niggas gloat Bigger than the blocks where dealers post Pitching game until that pack is ghost (Gone) And then reup from there I mean "we up" from there Reimbursed for the hurt, all off a dismal year I said reup from there And then we up from there Reimbursed for the hurt, I wish these Dreams were real Stutter step the traffic jam to helipads and Bimmers