Dreams Songtext
von After Hours

Yeah
Just left deep ellum
Wit dram cutting them forever records
Counting money
Tryna make sure that shit was well Invested
She hate when im not around
I let her cry it out
Make accusations
Then show her what my nights about
Hate to see her be so insecure
Is it for life sometimes you never know
She think i aint the man she met before


Family be acting like im too busy to fuck Wit em
Like a little money
Got me feeling comfortable
We aint grow up like the huckstables
We aint have alot
But mama provided a way
Her and My eyes still filled wit pain
But its cool she went from duplex to a Crib wit a pool
I gotta stay strong
Never know who you lose
Shit i still have a hard time picking shoes
Told tryna tour the country like we on a cruise