Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Organic Dreams, artist - Larry June. Date of issue: 09.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Organic Dreams |
| It was days when I dreamed I’d have a life like this, damn |
| Ooh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa |
| It’s ups and it’s downs, it’s highs and it’s lows (Oh) |
| They’ll love when you you on (Oh), they’ll leave you when you broke |
| Have you ever had a dream so big (So big, yeah, yeah, so big) |
| Niggas laugh at you |
| I never thought I’d a crib like this (Like this, like this) |
| I had to make it happen, yeah |
| Nothin' lasts forever, but my love still remains ('Mains) |
| Eighty-dollar plates, crab legs and chow mein (Mein) |
| I don’t touch shit 'til all of my bills paid (For real) |
| I’m workin' on bein' a better father, shit crazy (Crazy) |
| I’m workin' on tryna get my mind out the game (Off the dribble) |
| It’s so much more to life, you just gotta change (For real) |
| If Jay-Z did it (Yeah), shit, I can do the same (Yeah) |
| You can hear it in my voice (Yeah), I really been through some pain |
| I thought if I signed a deal (Yeah), I could make it out the streets |
| Bought my mom a big house (Yeah), that was one of my main dreams |
| But on the real, nigga (Ayy), they ain’t give a fuck about me |
| But much to Quinn Coleman (Yeah), he been rockin' with a G (What's happenin'?) |
| I took notes from my pops, that’s how I lasted in these streets |
| Just get your money up (Yeah) and don’t be worried 'bout the beef |
| Buy some pre-cut food and take my bitch to the beach |
| And take the Air Max off (Yeah) and toss the Crocs on my feet |
| It was days when I dreamed I’d have a life like this, damn |
| (Ooh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa) |
| It’s ups and it’s downs, it’s highs and it’s lows (Oh) |
| They’ll love when you you on (Oh), they’ll leave you when you broke |
| I figured |
| If I take a chance, you know I could win |
| You know? |
| Take chances, you gotta get uncomfortable sometimes |
| Who ever would have thought that I would move to LA (Move to LA) |
| Trap for a year then move back to The Bay? |
| (Ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| Fell off at eight months, the bounce back was crazy (Crazy) |
| But if you didn’t know me much, you probably thought I was gravy (Thought I was |
| gravy) |
| Wakin' up in Beverly Hills, I feel the thrill (Thrill) |
| Penthouse suite, champagne on refill ('Fill) |
| I just didn’t have that much time, but she was real (Real) |
| Met her in the club, that night, we sealed the deal |
| (Yeah, let’s do something different tonight, baby) |
| On the balcony wit' it (Balcony wit' it) |
| She was goin' super crazy, I might just leave this in |
| Goin' hard for eight months, woke up, I was rich (Damn) |
| First nigga from the point with a view like this (What's happenin'?) |
| It was days when I dreamed I’d have a life like this, damn |
| (Ooh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa) |
| It’s ups and it’s downs, it’s highs and it’s lows (Oh) |
| They’ll love when you you on (Oh), they’ll leave you when you broke |
| Yeah, you know |
| When you really come from the mud |
| They don’t wanna give you a try |
| Dedication |
| Man |
| Free money |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Off the dribble |