Fuck dreams I'm street dreams, on the side of the curb Tryna out how the fuck I would converge The I'm feeling right now combined in a word But fuck that, leave it to the lines in a verse Since a younger Kid I fell in With this rap game, addictive with a buzz This gets me high quicker than any selling drugs Even with the sweet boys and the fake felon But now I'm at the of no return No other choice now but to make dough and I'm advancing every year as I grow and Feeling close to breaking at times but still I'm firm Seeing guys who ain't on a to compete Yet to my monthly views, they get treble in a And that ain't even jealousy I'll 'em on a beat But I need to move fast, engine as I speak Cause, too days I've had pennies in a bunch Tryna count up enough to my bell with some lunch And if there enough, then the deli's getting munched Seeing rich boys, wishing I was any of the Coming home, Mum's stressed from the lack of Everywhere I look in Benghazi it's a of bums Pricks chatting about shanks and packing Blaming all their self-made problems off the back of Feeling like this all a mess corner that I turn is a ball of stress Reminiscing on turns and small regrets Wondering if this life is really all a So I put the road my fee Pen and pad in my pocket and the street Til I don't know the way home, under my sleeve And let it bleed ink onto the
So let Road, take me wherever she I look to the future or memories old When I need any stress froze That's when I come Reverie Road A where serenity flows none of life's problems or enemies go Where no, doors of thought can ever be Welcome to Reverie 2]
A life of uncertainty A world of chaos we try and run perfectly I'm as lost as each of us universally with the way this Earth, unmercifully Brings Bad when I was only a fetus Left my Mum on her lonely to feed us With a nuts kid growing, if you'd of seen us! Dodging different bailiffs week hoping to meet us broke as fuck, living lower class in the strife No family to turn to and ask for It's been pretty for the first half of my life If karma exists, the next be sparkling bright But fame and riches what I'm thirsty for I wanna be stable by the time I'm 34 Not still tryna buss rhymes, dirty poor Struggling to in an estate on them murky floors But can I it on this path? Every song I've made has been illustrated from the But Rap now, ain't appreciated for the art And you ain't shit if you don't make it to the charts Regardless I can't adjourn rap I'm too far down road now to turn back This is a part of my life and that's a fact I'll be doing this 'til I'm nothing more than an ash This like any road I can find When I'm here I'm from the world to open-my-mind Speak from the heart, I'm broken if I'm Supposed to Something this to divine So I put the road my feet Pen and pad in my and wander the street Til I don't know the way home, heart under my And let it bleed ink the sheet