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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Vocals
Ransom
Ransom
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Woodside
Bernard Woodside
Songwriter
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
Randy Nicholls
Randy Nicholls
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bernard Woodside
Bernard Woodside
Producer
David Strauss
David Strauss
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, shit is mystifying right now
You still in the hood though
You luxurious with it though, you know
Champagne and chains and shit like that
You trying to uplift the people though, you know
Talk to 'em
[Verse 1]
Look, like Bob Ross how I painted, energy ancient
Legends just observate in the block, in some chocolate Asics
I only hit the weed with your wife, a high relation
Red stripes on all the sneakers this summer, get product placement
All eyes on me, lately I can feel what Pac was saying
Back to the future like Marty, trying to feel what Doc was saying
He survived the headshot but can't hear what the doctor saying
When you really balling, shit, you can't hear what the locker saying
I got my first plaque, over production from Amadeus
I'm surrounded, but we always have pistols that kind of save us
Chicken box for dinner, some bitches would try to play us like I'm famous
Now I wave whenever I see my neighbors
But if I was a jailer, I would have never got whipped
It's funny where it's dangerous, it's where I be feeling the safest
She ain't even get the dick, it gotta be the paper
I'm independent now, I got my masters, ain't no slavery
[Chorus]
They say that life's a dream
But when you can't sleep through the nightmares
Say light prayers on them vivid nights, you scream
They try to box you in, so you pivot right between
To a simple typewriter, I'm a different type machine
You ain't live the life I seen
You only tapped into the pictures likes and memes
Feel like I'm trapped in all these hidden fights for streams
Survive your nightmares till you're living like a dream
[Verse 2]
I mean, at this juncture it's hard to stop me
I'm looking like a young Sean Carter the more you watch me
Nine millis, CT9 carbon for carbon copies
Jumping out of a dark Ferrari with Margot Robbie
Hollywood? Nah, my wife is darker than Marcus Garvey
I'm like Denzel playing Malcolm and lost to Archie
Better have them numbers tight
Subtract your life to make sure the summer's right
Shit, it can get hot as hell on a summer night
You're mad that I mastered this?
Your **** is famous but only half as rich
Still missing they payments but got the flash and drip
Me, I like classy shit, but never catch me outside, girl
I figured out only fans'll give you their ass to kiss
Man, this shit, it be glorious
Who knew that I'd be labeled big enough to become notorious?
Yeah, I can show you what glory is
Write this down, history's written by the victorious
[Chorus]
They say that life's a dream
But when you can't sleep through the nightmares
Say light prayers on them vivid nights, you scream
They try to box you in, so you pivot right between
To a simple typewriter, I'm a different type machine
You ain't live the life I seen
You only tapped into the pictures likes and memes
Feel like I'm trapped in all these hidden fights for streams
Survive your nightmares till you're living like a dream
Written by: Bernard Woodside, David Brewster, David Brewster Jr., Randy Nicholls
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