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RJ - Dreamer Lyrics




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 f*ckers 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 f*cking 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
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English

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 f*ckers 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 f*cking 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
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Writer: Robert Sexton Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP
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Performed By: RJ
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Robert Sexton Jr.

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