Lyrics
[Verse 1]
People say they love the way I do my hustle
They love the way I treat my people, how I'm stayin' humble
This is to my fans, I never told you this
I never got a chance to tell you but I owe you this
I hope I get a chance to meet you, we could smoke to this
And we could talk about life and where to go from this
You going through some drama, we got things in common
My success is the reflection of negative comments
And negative people who say I don't deserve it
I guess I gotta break it down on how the fuck I earned it
I never paid to get on songs with a famous person
Recorded songs in my garage even on my birthday
Late nights, I had no help
No record label, I told you I it did by myself
Recognition on a independent scale
I wish freedom to my homies in jail
[Verse 2]
Smoke the finest of trees
I'm flyin' so free
And feeling the breeze
And finally I'm
Living my dream
This is what I prayed for
Living my dream
I'm so grateful
[Verse 3]
Yo, I was 19 strugglin', thinkin' bout givin' up
Thinkin' life as a shorty, shouldn't be so rough
Mama said get a job
Daddy said he needed funds for the rent
Move forward, haven't looked back since
I remember back then everybody said I was dope
Then time pass and I was broke and everybody lost hope
Now, it's back to the block dealin' coke, chillin' with the hustlas
Lost faith in my dreams, I knew that I was fucking up
Pockets had a hundred bucks, my heart had a lot of pain
Told the world my story and it hasn't been the same
Now I'm travelin' the world, breakin' bread with my team
Woke up from a nightmare, now, I'm livin' my dream
So here's a middle finger for the ones who said I couldn't do it
And a toast for my fans worldwide that bump my music
Without you I'm useless, always know what's you're worth, uh
And I don't sign record deals 'cause I rather sign a shirt, uh
[Verse 4]
Smoke the finest of trees
I'm flyin' so free
And feeling the breeze
And finally I'm
Living my dream
This is what I prayed for
Living my dream
I'm so grateful
[Verse 5]
Yo, myspace, myspace
When my face was first seen and heard
Music player playing my verse, I learned
Many things in the game and dick riding wasn't one
Seen the fan base grow, my haters learned to love
But not all, I write on the flaws that I have done
Commit to staying true, never glorify the gun
If sidetracked, my fans remind me to drop something
Reminiscent 'bout the shows and the other fun things
A crowd full of people could make a different city feel like home
Especially, when I hear them chant on a high note
Can't be an idol, but an example
Of all the obstacles we got yet to trample
I'm planting all my seeds along this game never wrote
The outcome is all these ears that allow me to grow
And as the number keep growing I swear to you that I
Won't ever fall victim of losing sight of my conscious mind
[Verse 6]
Smoke the finest of trees
I'm flyin' so free
And feeling the breeze
And finally I'm
Living my dream
This is what I prayed for
Living my dream
I'm so grateful
Written by: Alex Gonzalez