Listen to American Dreamin' by JAY-Z

American Dreamin'

JAY-Z

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Vocals
Arden Altino
Arden Altino
Piano
Mario Winans
Mario Winans
Drums
Keon Bryce
Keon Bryce
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deleno Matthews
Deleno Matthews
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Marvin Gaye
Marvin Gaye
Songwriter
Arthur Ross
Arthur Ross
Songwriter
Leon Ware
Leon Ware
Songwriter
LV
LV
Songwriter
Leon Michels
Leon Michels
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LV
LV
Producer
Victor Abjaoudi II
Victor Abjaoudi II
Recording Engineer
Steve Dickey
Steve Dickey
Recording Engineer
Gimel Keaton
Gimel Keaton
Recording Engineer
Deleno Matthews
Deleno Matthews
Producer
Mario Winans
Mario Winans
Co-Producer
Diddy
Diddy
Producer
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Executive Producer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Uh, uh This is the shit you dream about with the homies steaming out Back-to-back, backing them Bimmers out Seems as our plans to get a grant Then go off to college, didn't pan or even out We need it now, we need a town We need a place to pitch, we need a mound But for now, I'm just a lazy boy Day dreaming in my La-Z-Boy In the clouds of smoke, been playing this Marvin Mama forgive me, should be thinking about Harvard But that's too far away, niggas are starving Ain't nothing wrong with my aim, just gotta change the target I got dreams of bagging snidd-ow, the size of pillows I see pies every time my eyes clidd-ose I see rides, sixes, I got to get those Life's a bitch, I hope to not make her a widow American dreamin' I'm just American dreamin' American dreamin' Uh, uh And I see the light's right there, and it seems right there But it's not quite near, and it's not like we're Professionals, moving the decimals Know where to cop? Nah! Got a connect? No! Who in the F knows how to be successful Need a "personal Jesus," I'm in Depeche Mode They say its celestial, it's all in the stars Like Tony LaRussa on how you play your Cards 'Cause y'all ain't fucking with me, the ironies are At all costs better avoid these bars Now let's start, on your mark Get set, let's go, get out the car We're going in circles it's a vicious cycle This is a crash course, this ain't high school Wake up Muttley, you're dreaming again Your own reality show, the season begins American dreamin' I'm just American dreamin' American dreamin' Step one in this process, scramble up in your projects And head to the heights where big coke is processed You gotta convince them that you're not from the precinct But please speak slow 'cause he no speaky no English If he takes a liking after a couple of trips And your money is straight, he's gon' give you consignment You're now in a game where only time can tell Survive the droughts, I wish you well, hold up Survive the droughts? I wish you well? How sick am I? I wish you health I wish you wheels, I wish you wealth I wish you insight so you could see for yourself You could see the signs when the jackers is scheming And the cops is coming, you could read they mind You could see from behind, you could redefine The game as we know it, one dream at a time I'm American dreamin' (I never did, no-no) American dreamin' (I never gave up, oh, no) I'm just American dreamin' American dreamin' American dreamin'
Writer(s): Arthur Ross, Sean Combs, Leon Ware, Deleno Matthews, Shawn Carter, Mario Winans, Marvin Gaye, Levar Coppin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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