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Dream
33,299
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dream fue lanzado el 10 de diciembre de 2021 por Rebel/Geffen Records como parte del álbum Life Of A Hotboii
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Fecha de lanzamiento10 de diciembre de 2021
Sello discográficoRebel/Geffen Records
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM69

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Hotboii
Hotboii
Rap
Trill Bans
Trill Bans
Programación
MO
MO
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Javarri Walker
Javarri Walker
Autoría
Mohammed Bayoumi
Mohammed Bayoumi
Autoría
Marko Cervantes
Marko Cervantes
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Trill Bans
Trill Bans
Producción
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Ingeniería de mezcla
Raymond Scott
Raymond Scott
Ingeniería de grabación
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Masterización
MO
MO
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
(True, where the fuck you at?)
[Verse 2]
Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream
I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans
Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs
Locked up, only place I was goin' was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition notebook and that pen
**** locked down, you ain't got no friends
**** locked down, you ain't got no bitch
They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands
I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can
I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been, I could never forget to remind me
I take a look at my jit, spread my wings
They don't want me to win
[Verse 3]
Hotboii seen them MACs, everything he shot gon' get premiered
All I want for **** know not to play with me, I don't wanna be feared
How you want smoke? Boy, you ain't got no funds
All you do is post guns, that shit weird
Runnin' with the K, lil ****, I could coach ya, do it for the culture 'cause I'm that real
[Verse 4]
I had a dream like Luther, no lick
Dreamed that I had ten hoes in my bed
Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O.
Dreamed I got away from the feds
Long live the King of Illinois
You can't say the V without Roy
It feel like a dream without snoring
Rest up 23, don't mean Jordan
[Verse 5]
See how I was ventin' in it, just my pen and composition
I didn't want to trust these women, following my intuition
Bottled up my inner feelings until I explode
We got water bed for wet dreams, I don't want to be woke
[Verse 6]
Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream
I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans
Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs
Locked up, only place I was goin' was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition notebook and that pen
**** locked down, you ain't got no friends
**** locked down, you ain't got no bitch
They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands
I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can
I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been, I could never forget to remind me
I take a look at my jit, spread my wings
They don't want me to win
[Verse 7]
I'll be sipping, I don't get drunk no more
I won't even be one and give a fuck no more
I'll be drinking out of the bottle like my car was broke
Got a crush on parmesan, I can't love no ho
Can't love no more
I don't got love for more
Heart so cold, I don't got love for folk
You are that, nothing more
Written by: Javarri Walker, Marko Cervantes, Mohammed Bayoumi
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