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letra de dreams - calos

h-lla!

verse 1:
nowadays i been stuck between god vs satan
that’s like making me choose between tom vs peyton
see i’ve been waiting for patience
so i’m just patiently waiting
but how could i be a doctor when i ain’t got any patience
see i’ll be starting a movement with all this progress i’m making
know what i’m saying?
keep it real while the rest stay faking
i’m og 338, nero calos and jayson
last year i was nothing now i’m being played around the nation
“fat boy you’ll never make it”, i’m used to this sh-t
i leave the past in the past, so i’m futuristic
rookie in the game already made a new statistic
0% of all you rappers comparing to this kid
left rich, came broke
me and yachty in the same boat, y’all haters tryna stay afloat
run the game like usain bolt, go hard till i’m locked up, dead, or in a straight coat

hook (x2):
i got dreams, yea that’s something off the mental
dreams, that i couldn’t spit over an instrumental
dreams, on point like a number 2 pencil
dreams, most people finna copy like a stencil

verse 2:
handing out l’s, like my name was lisa left-eye
i showed up at the party with nothing, but i still left high
a bad b-tch, my team, and a couple blunts, the best right?
but nah, i still feel like i’m nothing, short of the next guy
i’m like hola, bonjour, and as-salamu alayk-m
boutta make it to the top and that’s a promised ultimatum
i’ve been posterizing rappers, like i’m balling for the lakers
like the power of will i p-ss excellence when i wake up
dropped a few tracks that some people didn’t like
they told me to quit b-tch, and i said sh-t i might
but i didn’t
came back now you should see they shorts
that sh-t made john madden like ea sports
like bari and rocky, ready to die alone
all i needs a little music and a microphone
19, but spitting heat for a while doe
running laps in a graveyard, call em milestones

- calos

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