| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| Hey yo, she said she was a troubled soul
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| I was on my way to work
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| She had the type of smile
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| And eyes that made me act on high alert
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| I used to talk to her
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| Our conversations were business and development
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| And that made me wanna hit it
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| But I didn’t know how to tell her that, a local girl
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| I knew her from around the way, your mutual friends
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| I think that she was under the impression
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| That good things come to an end
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| And so was I
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| Making my mark as a producer and MC
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| Still a little egotistical to girls, I was very friendly
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| But they didn’t know the real me
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| She was genuinely interested
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| And when I broke her heart
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| I think that you can make the inference
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| That I wouldn’t ever win again
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| I gave up everything I had
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| I’d even give up rap and songs
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| I got to apologize to her dad
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| But yo, I’mma keep it real
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| I’m tryna have you in that benzo
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| Even though we ain’t speaking
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| I see that we’re still friends on venmo
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| But I can’t pretend no
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| I ain’t perfect, I ain’t worth it
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| I’m probably just gonna keep doing me
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| And make these songs to serve a purpose
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| Of freein' my mind
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| And finally get my ass up outta that bed
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| I was sick in the head for, and honestly I still am
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| But yo, I gotta get on this train
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| I gotta get this money
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| And I’ll be damned if I’mma let my emotions
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| Take opportunity from me
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| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| If you don’t like my music
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| Then that’s probably fine
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| Cause what you don’t realize
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| Is that this is way more than a rhyme
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| This is my therapy, my soul
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| My blood, my life and my death
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| My remembrance, my livelihood
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| My heart and my breath
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| The only thing that mattered to me
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| She know who she is
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| And when I get that chance to tell her again
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| I’mma make sure that she hear me
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| I’ll speak it clearly, I fucked up
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| The fact that you’ll even call me back
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| Means that I lucked up
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| But I go back and forth from wantin' to knuckle up
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| This dude that you’ve been puckerin' up
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| But I know I’mma make peace with you
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| No matter how long it takes
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| Cause my heart bleeds for you
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| And that is not a mistake
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| There’s bigger forces here and I know it
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| So we can take this break
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| I’m straight, I’ll be alright
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| And I know you’re doin' okay
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| Cause life goes on, life goes on, uh
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| Life goes on, life goes on, yeah
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| Life goes on, life goes on
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| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| Holdin on to dreams
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| Are you really what it seems?
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| Or am I a little uh uh uh…
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| Are you really that convenient for me
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| Or am I just long long lost…
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| And if I never get to see you again
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| Still wish you the best
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| Cause if I’m alive, that mean that I’m blessed
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| And if we alive, we gon' get through the stress
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| Yes, yes… |