Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreamer, artist - French Montana. Date of issue: 06.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dreamer |
| And so I’m a dreamer |
| And so I’m a dreamer |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Cause I ain’t end up in that ah-ah-aisle |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Now all I do is ball |
| Cause I ain’t end up in that oh-oh-oh |
| How you want it, how you want it |
| All I see is Ghosts and Phantoms, my life haunted |
| How you want it, how you want it |
| Started from the bottom, I made it barely with nothing |
| Now I’m waking up when I (feel like it) |
| Going by when I (feel like it) |
| Fly where ever I (feel like it) |
| Wino (cause I feel like it) |
| I went to sleep with them Bugatti dreams |
| Shorty got a dirty mouth, but that punani clean |
| Talking rags to riches, diamonds on ashy wristses |
| Models and actresses, now they the average bitches |
| Yeah, you now rolling with the mafia |
| Matte black Ghost, biscuit in and ride with us |
| So I’m a dreamer |
| I want it all, man I come from the bottom |
| I ain’t had nothing at all |
| And so I’m a dreamer |
| I want it all |
| Man I be going off |
| Cause I ain’t going back to poor |
| I had a dream, Martin Luther King |
| I was Pablo Escobar when he got them things |
| I was Michael Jordan when he got them rings |
| I was Usain Bolt when he got them chains |
| I was Vince Carter on the fast break |
| Marley, on his last take |
| Puff, when he had Ma$e |
| All we had was hope, all we had was dope |
| Look at the crib, look at the boat |
| Look at the car, baby, watch it grow wings |
| They say when you make money, you gon' lose friends |
| Well fuck em all, motherfuck them all |
| We was never friends anyway, nigga watch me ball |
| When you come from where we come from |
| You get used to feeling hunger |
| You get used to the feeling of pain |
| The villan that reigns, of being a number |
| These influences that I’m under |
| These phone bills that I run up |
| From the Netherlands to downtown Japan |
| To Australia pimping down under |
| You can probably tell that I’m high |
| By the way a nigga fell from the sky |
| Every story that I tell, you can tell if it’s real |
| You can tell if it’s not |
| You can tell that I lived every moment |
| Most niggas gonna try to sell you a plot |
| You can tell that the fucks that I don’t give |
| Never went broke since I failed junior high |
| How ironic is it, you like, wow, that’s some decision |
| But look at how I came up, that’s what they call commitment |
| By far no competition to a nigga’s disposition |
| How ya want it, how ya want it? |
| Bitch, I flaunt it cause I did it |
| Ya bish! |