bei maejor
dream killers
[Intro] You're gonna have to go threw hell worst than any nightmare that you'll ever dream but in the end you know you'll be the one standing you know what you gotta do do it, do it. [Verse 1] Dream killers want me to stop yea, i bet they want me to stop but i really cant hey i cant hey They ask me dumb shit like "do you think that you can make it?" or "where do you see your career going?" the fact that that's even a question is just mind blowing who else produce, write, sing, keep rhymes flowing? see i believe that even if i shoot from half court i'm swishing "No he didnt" yea its all in the wrist kid don't test me i'm twisted liable to snap on a hater straight slap em if he doubt what i'm doing might react or start acting a fool if them lips moving trying to be as big as you two they want me youtubing I'm cruising counting sheep altitude a couple thousands if you tryna wake me up, try harder a nigga drowsy. [Chorus] Dream killers trying to make me your way dream killer trying to hold me. [Verse 2] And they say the wont me to stop yea, i bet they want me to stop but a n*gga cant hey i cant hey they ask me shit like "who you hear this song for" "you should sell this song to such and such" honestly ion give a rats ass about such and such ion want nothing much but twenty thousand soldiers touch have em shaking in they boots like this angel dust. i got a funny feeling when these n*ggas want my trust plus they lying through they teeth i guess they never brush a psychic told me that my good days will start tomorrow these rappers gassed up like a Lear. miles coming he gone shine like a chandelier we living in hell, you sure you can handle here? dream killers by my bedside but i don't fear pull the chrome if i got to go back home is what i wont do, nah wont return empty handed til i'm living in the mansion sitting in that lamb screaming that "the world is mines" [Chorus] *Bei Maejor So now I'm sitting in my back seat looking out the window staring at the world go by feel like tupac sometimes, all eyes on me i love big, bumping ready to die *E. Miles These dreams I dream are real, pray for tomorrow to come, to come [Chorus]