Lyrics A Dream - Adam Calhoun, Jelly Roll

A Dream

Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
Had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
This shit weighs a ton on my chest it feels heavy
Woke up in this old broke down Chevy
Years of its prime passed by time forgotten
Truck bed rusted out, tires dry rotted
Gotta three speed shifter on the column bunch of mileage
Never went to college but got a bunch of knowledge
Got some old school Hank and some Waylon in the background
Thinkin bout how I came up cause I never backed down
Failures a good thing, you don’t failing you’re not trying
People say I can’t achieve it I say stop lying
I’m top five and never thought I’d be where I am
I am livin out my dreams, but still feelin like I’m dyin, dyin
Sittin on this old withered seat
The roots grow through this old truck from the old willow tree
But y’all don’t hear me though, even though I speak the truth
Gotta a bunch of gold records, what else do I need to do
I say I’m dreamin
I can wake up any second
Y’all been streamin all my records
I’ve been cooking up like breakfast
I’m just thankful for the blessings
Truth is you can do this music and lose it as fast as you get it
Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
Had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Father forgive me for I am a sinner
All of the times I do not remember
All of the crimes that I have committed
Addicted to women and poisonous venom
The pain I feel no less
I’m dreaming of days I wake up with no stress
Time winds like a Rolex
Till then it’s a nightmare, wake up with cold sweats
All of them nights I would drink and them was popping pills
Cocaine residue on rolled up dollar bills
Late nights, early mornings
Crack of dawn, mama yawning
Outside raining is pouring
In the basement weed is growing
Whoa
Police patrol on the regular
We don’t blow on that regular
Take the safe and the register
I know enemies having dreams that they beheaded
Just be quiet, don’t wake the devil up
Bitc, h we done leveled up
Not afraid of any man when I’m at war with myself
Went face to face with my demons and I sold water in hell
I’m just trying to make music and raise my daughter as well
I’d rather wake up in this truck than to be locked in a cell, ah hell
Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck
Had a dream I said, look at me I said
Had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream
Bitch I
Bitch I had a dream