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Rap Dreams
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Rap Dreams was released on October 6, 2023 by R.E.E.M. Records as a part of the album Summers End
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Release DateOctober 6, 2023
LabelR.E.E.M. Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sareem
Sareem
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sareem
Sareem
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean McNamara
Sean McNamara
Producer
David Olivo
David Olivo
Engineer

Lyrics

See the difference between me and yall is you get money and go crazy
And I go crazy, and I get money
Bitch
Chillin by the poolside vibing wit my main chick
She gettin to the paper yeah we speak the same language
But imma bilingual I make it five ways
When I go to sleep tonight I know I wake up and im paid
Whats understood aint gotta be explained
I keep a quiet temper and I draw a blank face
Like Rihannas profile I just wanna poker face
Blow my load ASAP my kids swimming in her place
Why I feel like I was late like I should’ve been a great
Bout two years ago you can open up my case
Put on OJs glove only difference is it fits
All you other rappers pussies so I guess you must acquit
And I know you **** quit I aint heard your shit in years
It dont matter what happens imma always be here
I could never stop grinding my moves paralyze fear
Aint no bitch in a **** but I’m posted in her rear
Avec moi elle derriere yeah you know I’m up in there
Yeah they say I do too much but I don’t really care
If you wit me then its cool if not its fuck you
Every time I post a win make sure you know you lose
Bunch of rap dreams
Yeah its all a bunch of rap dreams
Get it back
Yeah it rarely goes to plan but I still map it out
When I moved back home I was clouded wit doubts
Like who really fuck wit me like who really care for me
When the praises stop singing who gon take a seat wit me
Judas still ate wit christ but they call me paranoid
Friends turning into foes old pictures get destroyed
I still kick it wit your bros say whats up to your boys
But I look you in the eyes its like I’m staring at a void
Cuz you was cool wit me til I spoke up wit a voice
Let my anger guide me through it and you told me your choice
Told me that I’m not black my opinions wasn’t valid
Never talked face to face but you calling me a coward
And I rarely look back but I see the time wasted
All the nights we was drinking call of duty in the basement
I remember what I thought on the night I played blueface
How I’m posed to tell this **** that my homie is a racist
Like you watched out for my dogs but I guess it meant nothing
You put me on to shwayze we was gettin high to buzzin
Pulled up to my first concert it was friendship til it wasn’t
I just gotta rinse my hands bro I loved you like a cousin
Fuckin rap dreams
Written by: Alexander Wills Sarem
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