Dreamer

Been in this game since a youngin at the age of twelve While all these other niggas getting fitted for a cell I remember writing my first song for show and tell Then seven years later I'm producing by myself I don't look to conform So a nigga stands out This is the new norm So f*ck it if you hating now Making all my coins, doing me So I'm feeling proud Yeah, a nigga heading north While you skeptic niggas heading south Suck my dick, 'til I finish Then spit my seed out Y'all can't phase a nigga 'Cause I had my shit, planned out I'm doing things that these other niggas always done dreamed Yeah, I'm doing things That these niggas never seen, yo When I'm writing Yeah, I'm writing what I mean This my Da Vinci and Picasso This a painting at the least Start a flame under these cynics 'Til they feeling heat Get these fuckers hot Like these niggas wearing fleece Lovin' how these bitches mad Livin' out they mama's Jeep Part-timing at a Sheetz With the latest on they feet Instead of taking that leap To make the money and them ends meet When I'm flushing all my cards You know I'm playing all for keeps But when I'm doing me This niggas wish that I was sleep 'Cause I'm light-skin and my privilege hasn't ceased Mad you eating TV dinners While I'm cooking what I eat While you chilling in yo Lazy Boy Beating on yo meat I'm swinging pick-axes And I'm grinding on my feet This song is on some real shit And that's to some degree Your excuse is that you from the streets Thinking that you cannot leave Uh, yeah I study in my mirror And it's red that I bleed Y'all study in the mirror And see colors and a creed Y'all, open up your wallet Seeing dollars and receipts I, opened up my wallet Had a dollar and dream With a voice for the speechless And the strength that it bring I ain't posing as a rapper This is authenticity I, stack this bread and cheddar Pay my taxes like a debtor Aging better Like that wine you keeping deep down in ya cellar Simplicity is the key As I write this in a sweater You asking how I do it I'm like my nigga Nipsey Never let up Uh, uh I never let up Uh, uh I never let up A dreamer with a dream ain't authentic Especially, if they never dreamt it Passion ain't a passion If you never loved it Hate us always gone be there But you rise above it I flipped a birdie at the onlookers Tell 'em, "F*ck it" Making money from my music 'Til my wallet pudgy I'm out here doing some that I already done loved If you ain't on my wave Then you just a fucking scrub Now I ain't careless all the way I don't care to an extent I'm the landlord Make these tenants pay the rent 'Cause my knowledge ain't for free When you banking on a dream And your artwork in the world Becoming a supplement You're rapping for a bag And wanting the materials I'm rapping for bag And wanting something serious