letra de dreams of being rich - matt corman
verse:
i remember sneaking out the back window above my crib
just to wait outside your house and talk dreams of being rich
riding bikes through the hood… 508 is where we lived
that was down in marstons mills… remember back i was a kid
still, dreams stood tall than anybody could ask for
manhunt nights imagine lands like a p-ssport
flying through the nights… cards in the spokes
we didn’t have the motorbikes cause back then we were broke
but back then we had dreams and made teams in backyards
with no phones… but screen names could really take you so far
away message no texting but probably the cells good
i didn’t even have a phone but saying it felt good…
and all the girls at rock night… drown my parents in cologne
i used to dream of nhl… now i dream of microphones
remember watching nick at night… now i’m always home alone
sitting in the studio and writing verses in my zone
but oh man… well oh well
you got dreams.. well do tell
i remember nights i was plotting so well
sitting on a summer night know that feeling do tell
and i came from the best place and they all get the most heart
reppin stable… till i die.. even when i’m on the charts
and i don’t think i’m famous yet but i’ve turned down two deals
both would’ve got me rich… but i’m in this for the feels
so i moved out the town and to the bean is where i lay
dreams are really coming true i’m boarding flights to la
round trippin.. h-lla tickets what i sell when i play
i did a show with 18 people a year ago on this day
but sometimes the city makes to much noise at night, sometimes i really wanna go home
sometimes i want recess at 11 and to end up in detention
ride my bike and take the long way home
bridge:
it ain’t been same ever since i’ve grown up
everythings changed i don’t wanna glow up
i think this growing up, yeah i’ve really had enough
man im missing all the days where it wasn’t so tough
i don’t wanna pay my rent
i don’t wanna pay the bills
i don’t want those new kicks i just want those old feels
riding on my bike now i’m cruising through the hills, man
still my phone rings so and so just got k!lled, man
it ain’t been same ever since i’ve grown up
everythings changed i don’t wanna glow up
i think this growing up, yeah i’ve really had enough
see i’m missing all the days where it wasn’t so tough
i don’t wanna pay my rent
i don’t wanna pay the bills
i don’t want those new kicks i just want those old feels
riding on my bike now i’m cruising through the hills, man
still my phone rings so and so just got k!lled, man
it ain’t been the same
been the same yeah yeah
it ain’t been the same
been the same yeah yeah
it ain’t been the same
been the same yeah yeah
it ain’t been the same
been the same yeah yeeah
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