Trev Rich - Dreams Interlude Lyrics
[with Joe Budden:]In all actualityTo work this hard for a passion is worth more than a salaryAnd it paid off hopefully to make my monthly look annuallySo until this is a reality...(Verse 1: Trev Rich)I dream my way through lifeCan't remember if I was awake or asleepI killed my doubters with kindnessAnd force-feed them to taste the defeatThey're like this nigga been through somethingHow he rap like he ain't 23Cause in my mind I'm 9, Millie'sEvery rhyme you gon brace for this heatMy city big but it's so small at the same damn timeWhere, failure and success is treated like the same damn crimeThey gon hate you either wayEither way give them something to talk aboutThey must be talkin about usBeause nigga we the only thing that's worth talkin aboutAnd they said we next and I said we nowSayin why and I'm sayin howThinkin up a way to make a millionEvery time I lay it downAnd my son and daughter they gotta eatAnd that's even if my stomach hurtMy girl throwing up every morningLow key, I think she gon pop the thirdI was going through it with just twoNow I'm thinking it's three for meBut on every last one of themI swear to God we gon get this cheeseDreaming since a youngin writing poetry to pass the timeNever give me shit niggaSo think twice for you ask for mineIt's Gucci, Louis, Prada shitWe all about to be taking flightI give a ***** if you high right nowI'm about to put you on a different heightI swear to Ma' they gonna get me mineLampshade nigga, just let me shineMost go through life and cryNigga, I go through life and grindMy heart and soul on every beatCause that's what real niggas gonna doSome shit might seem small to ya'llBut somebody out there going through itUsed to battle niggas at lunchAnd try to sneak my food in classI was writing raps and they was passin notesAnd I still passed on they stupid ass18 with no worriesMy, my, how fast my story changeJust for me, been where I was fromMost mother*****ers could've swore we bangThat G5 shit was epic, but before all that I was such a lonerEvery nigga try to ***** with usEvery ***** wanted to ***** on usI'm just speaking realisticAnd reality is so viciousBut no, I'm not bragging about making your favorite girl a statisticNigga what you know about splittin poles?What you know about eviction notes?What you know about multiplayer on that Golden Eye on that 64?What you know about Walkmans? CD players? Stereos?What you know about smart girls? I never really been in the centerfoldsWhat you know about riding hot? Getting bunked and you had to go?What you know about fingerprints? And waiting on your bail to post?What you know about struggling? And sharing money just to get a meal?What you know about hitting licks? It go bad and the shit get real!What you know about taking losses? Bouncing back in the same week!Shit you might know about all these but nigga, what you know bout me?(Bridge)I must've fell asleep on top of the world, yeahHaving fantasies and having threesomes with success and my favorite girlYeahBut we've been going through it since...(Verse 2: Trev Rich)And I'll be drinking out this bottle like I never gave a *****She said she into whatever I'm pouring in her cupLooking over the city feeling like this is for usIf we sleep don't let housekeeping wake us up, wake us upBecause we've been dreamingFor too longI swear we been dreamingFor too longThey could never alarm usThey could never harm usWe ain't gotta worry about him we'll leave it to karmaBut I swear we been dreamingToo long....
