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Dreams
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dreams was released on October 23, 2007 by ABB Records as a part of the album Getback
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Brother
Little Brother
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Jones
T. Jones
Songwriter
J. Young
J. Young
Songwriter
P. Coleman
P. Coleman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rashid Hadee
Rashid Hadee
Producer
Phonte Coleman
Phonte Coleman
Producer

Lyrics

Real story
Like I was, I was playing this record
For a friend of mine, y'knahmsayin, we was just chilling
I was just playing her the album and like
She was like, "Yo, I love the record, record is incredible
But, y'know something's different, y'knahmsayin
Something, it just ain't the same"
I said, "**** that's the point!"
Mama, my mama told me that this music was cool
All she ever wanted from me was to graduate from school
But I, had other plans so I bid school adieu
I called Food Lion had to tell 'em I was through
No more stocking peas and corn
I was born for a much greater purpose
Do you this service
Margie got nervous, but Thomas don't sweat
Eight years, I ain't been back yet
Lack of time on your TV sets
No radio spins, mama asking her son
What he doing for ends
Spending weeks on the road, ma this ain't for pretend
Unheard to the creme de la creme
Keep bouncing, on beats pouncing
Cat reflexes, had your attention when I pulled up in Lexus
Big like Texas, G's on the checklist
You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringing home the breakfast
Gotta respect this
[Hook: Rapper Big Pooh & (Phonte)
Mama I got dreams
But dreams don't keep the lights on
(I'mma make money money and if I can't make it
I'mma
Take money money, what you say buddy buddy, uh)
Mama I got dreams
But dreams don't keep the lights on
(Bills paid, bank account insured
Top of
The world screaming fuck that, get yours)
I still go to the crib and see my **** on the corner
Chilling with the pounds on they waist, getting old
Getting round in the face and when I hang with them
They ask me if the menstrual show means I'm a shame to them
Well, I can't say that I'm proud, but all the same
Can't say I'm allowed to judge, I'm just glad to see you
Cause truth be told, if my records never sold
And I wasn't raised this bold, **** I would probably be you
I've been God-blessed with the gift to make music
It took me all over the continent
But still got boys on the block and fam, smoking rocks
So please, miss me with that conscious shit
I spent many a sleepless night because of it
Until I had to shake that shit off and reach the conclusion
That every now and then you gotta ask yourself
Do you really wanna win or just look good losing?
It's no illusion
[Hook: Rapper Big Pooh & (Phonte)
Mama I got dreams
But dreams don't keep the lights on
(I'mma make money money and if I can't make it
I'mma
Take money money, what you say buddy buddy, uh)
Mama I got dreams
But dreams don't keep the lights on
(Bills paid, bank account insured
Top of
The world screaming fuck that, get yours)
Mama I got dreams
Mama I got dreams
Little brother, I heard, y'all ain't hittin, in New York
Word?
I heard, y'all ain't hittin, in L.A
Word, word?
I heard, y'all ain't hittin, in North Carolina
Word, uh oh, well, well
You might actually gotta
Written by: J. Young, P. Coleman, T. Jones
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