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3tre – big dreams lyrics

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[verse 1]

hold me down keep me grounded, ironic these bottles keep me from drowning

in the repet-tion how many days the same i stop counting

man i hate my job i done worked too hard, i done worked to long

i deserve to be in a mansion somewhere counting this money doing what the f-ck i want

n-gga living my life off of selling these songs

right now i’m feeling like i’m selling my soul

right now i feel like the only thing left is to quit this sh-t & get out on my own

is somebody out there trying to right my wrongs with the life i’m on

if i do what i want will the lights come on?

they telling me be strong, for how muhf-ckin long?

n-gga i’m focused more than you know
m
arciano n-gga rocky balboa

they telling me i can’t stop i’m getting close, so many clown n-ggas ain’t even no joke

so many round here n-gga i don’t even see’em

live for the day n-gga carpe diem

failure bout the only thing i fear

man i learned so much sh-t just this year ’cause i am

my heart is a diamond, i’m made from the fire

i love off emotions my motivation desire

i love where i’m going baby i love where i been

i can’t change and i never did my n-gga uh

[hook]
they say this paper

come on and get this paper

don’t worry bout the man to the left you can always go and get you new neighbors

’cause we put our hearts together for the (big dreams)

and we put our sh-t together for the (big leagues)

don’t never be nervous, you don’t need to be nervous don’t worry bout the man to left at the end of the day it’s gon all be worth it

’cause we put our heart together for the (big dreams)

and then we put our sh-t together for the (big leads)

[verse 2]

all my life i seen n-ggas working these 18 hours

coming from job to job to check to check from the son come up till it go down

where it go now

now n-ggas get laid off cuz some big time muhthaf-cka got paid off got money in the bank like madolf n-ggas look at you like adolf

can’t stop my flow, you can’t rock my roll, won’t ruin my life that was never my goal

seen n-ggas come out of jail work hard and get rich and people out here with degrees who ain’t sh-t

man i think grown people just waiting on saint nick, every other day i hear the same sh-t like “this my year”

so b-tch why you still sitting here

get off yo -ss to get a beer but won’t get on ya sh-t i swear

you swear you working hard but n-gga now you in my rear view mirror

call me what you want my n-gga lazy ain’t the word but imma work my -ss off till i think i got what i deserve uh

[hook]

[verse 3]

i got my eye on the prize, i’m waiting on the prize

the only way to get there dot my t’s and cross my eyes

i just stop drinking as much, i dont know why

but i guess i’m just gon’ take it as a sign

i want to take’m by surprise they don’t know i’m coming

i want to blow they mind like an older woman

k!ll them b-tches homicide i think i’m on to something

tell my n-ggas now we ride ’cause it ain’t no budget, know they gon’ love it

’cause i been waiting for so long dont know how long they con hold on

been waiting on the big time so i can go get my roll on

shape up we bout to ship out, moving up to the big house

’cause i been telling them a long time i, i

[hook]

[verse 4]

follow my heart i guess its harder yes i guess my mama started that

i wanna have a carter in upstate new york apartments or else i’m just a martyr

just a product of the system, system issues they gon’ pimp you or they make you think you mental

but i’m smarter than they get dude i’m like harvard they like pit bulls

i been calculating this move like the count of monte cristo

so you hold on to ya breath until you ain’t got nothing left

cuz i was taught when it ain’t nothing going right then you go left

follow my heart i guess its harder yes

i guess my mama started that growing up me and her out in dolton in that apartment

so its lofty goals till its adios, till my body ghost, till the party toast

i’m running like cardio call it cliche but i want a bughatti, lamburghini ferrari

and an white girl with a black body

i love my nubian queens but ill just tell’em sorry ill meet you somewhere out there in the lobby

girl i just caught a body, tell coop i’m sorry i ain’t mean to do his beat like that….. yeah

- 3tre lyrics

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