Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Easy To Dream, artist - Solace. Date of issue: 11.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Easy To Dream |
| You hate the hero, understanding the foe |
| I’ve been divided, in the middle like cole |
| But only child, the attention ain’t sold though |
| I ain’t special to no hoes |
| That’s a Lambo to Volvo |
| You got hope bro but you broke though |
| Scared of being down, niggas joke though |
| Blue check grounds, the clout cloaked though |
| Shit ain’t fly to me on the young side of society |
| But I acquire the thoughts of higher me |
| To keep an eye on me, Who guided me? |
| Niggas lie to me, shit be obvious |
| Niggas think I’m Andy, see you toying us |
| Y’all annoying us, I orient the flow then take voyages |
| Talk bout taking hoes, see the ploy in us |
| Coupe go retarded, still can’t pay it off |
| Getting 3rd place, you ain’t taking off |
| Back where you started, gotta play it off |
| Shit I think about, run out of exhaust |
| Join the race at all, nigga, what’s the cost? |
| How do I prevent? |
| stop all the dents |
| I see niggas quit, you got me bent |
| Don’t need no one, bitch! |
| I ain’t on the bench |
| They taking a mile, removing the inch |
| See niggas get rich and turn to the Grinch |
| Grabbing yo shit! |
| my circle, that’s it |
| We going for space, they being a blimp |
| See dreams better, redeem cheddar, team effort |
| We deem letters a great pleasure |
| Seen lesser, dream better |
| It’s easy when I dream thee |
| Word appease me |
| See the ease, free |
| Hair good, oil tea tree |
| How I treat thee |
| Hope they need me |
| Don’t leave me |
| Now I come to make my mark, bitch |
| You skip the lies |
| Swear I’ll die lit |
| Got me seeing all this dark shit |
| Then I close my eyes |
| Now the sky’s lit |
| I don’t know if imma die lit. |
| Know I never had a pilot |
| Only thing that control me is behind my eyelids |
| And I don’t know why half the time I’m even trying it |
| But bitch I’m trying it, I admit I’m a bit fit to be |
| A tired gimmick and I’m a cynic, but my rhythm iron |
| Try to slit it, get diminished |
| Thought that I was finished |
| Oughta try sitting and listening |
| Speaking of which, it’s fucking sickening |
| I make so much music |
| Post it |
| And no one |
| Clicks the link |
| Man, what the fuck… |
| It’s easy when I dream |
| The word appease me |
| See the ease, free |
| Hair good, oil tea tree |
| How I treat thee |
| Hope they need me |
| Don’t leave me |