| It’s January 31st I’m in a 97 Volvo
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| Cruising down the street with my ace young Ricardo
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| Walk in the grocery store our skin got us cursed
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| Getting weird looks an old lady clinched her purse
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| Lady, I don’t want your bag I’m too focused on mine
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| Instead of being offended I’m just used to it by now
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| So we rolled out of the store
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| Straight to the dealership
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| Copped a brand new BMW and I’m feeling it
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| We put that thing in drive
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| I’m just living life with my guy
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| But this life make me feel E like I’m Allen with the rock
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| When I came out my momma already had a different fight
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| An hour with my whip and all I see is blue lights
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| Officer what’s the problem
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| License and registration
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| All he saw was black boy living and started hating
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| Martin ain’t march for this we still dreaming up in this basement
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| I know God got a plan being patient boy we gon' make it like
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| It’s February 17th young boy on his grind
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| He tryna' level up but he got too much on his mind
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| His mom hooked on drugs and his pop left at nine
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| So he’s left in his room with no food just his rhymes
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| Next thing you know young homie in a gang
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| Drunk every night and last week he robbed a bank
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| Wrong crowd got my young boy going insane
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| Come back youngin' just come back to the dream
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| But my dude lost hope he don’t wanna hear no more quotes
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| Said if God love me why He got me on the ropes
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| Why my pops don’t love me why my mom on dope
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| Why my life in whirlwind I don’t know if I can cope
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| Cause God testing ya patience
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| Promise that you gon' make it
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| You just gotta trust 'em to take it
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| The Promised Land is awaiting
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| Jesus ain’t die for this we still dreaming up in the basement
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| I know God Got a plan being patient boy we gon' make it like
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| We gon' make it to the Promised Land |