[De-Lor]
Every so often dreams come true
[Verse 1: Aziz]
Daydreams of a Spaceshot
Yeah
Every so often an author pens a novel
That the fans can appreciate
Stress, it alleviates
Please understand the work that goes to making songs too
I lock myself in bedrooms closed shades with long moons
Long nights and hard work, can't leave like yard work
Write all night my palms hurt, no sleep til the song works
It's all sweet for you squares like Starburst
Try to lift the weight of the world I bet your arms hurt
I'm here to spot you, we can lift this sh** together
So when we own the world we can both control the weather
Send the globe into orbit like a teather on three
No blasphemy but I need a Coretta Scott King
I ain't want a girl until now
I'm metamorphing
To a man, from a boy who led his life on the move
It's not simply just a beat hook and verses
It's the tale of missing persons who won't find peace in hearses
[Hook: De-Lor]
Turn the lights down low
Close your eyes
Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh)
I want the life money can't buy
I know every so often, dreams come true
[Verse 2: Aziz]
Man, who don't want the money money money with some diamond chandeliers
If you looking for a lame you won't find him up in here
We high and we stoned
Cash backed by piles of gold
Getting laid out on the shore of the Isle of Sholes
With a lady on my side we can ride on the road
sh**, we can share the chores she could wash I can fold
Working hard to cause my pops is tired
I'm on the road to success you can't pop my tires
So stop it
I'm not relying on other motherf**ers to come up another level
There's hundreds of n***as rapping so come up with something better
Before you're on the bulls-eye son
You get none like chucks
Honestly, honesty really doesn't come by much
And if it lived next door it wouldn't come by once
Looking back, I was dumb I trusted so many of these guys
Looking at me like they got three eyes
This sh** is in my jeans like levis
[Hook: De-Lor]
Turn the lights down low
Close your eyes
Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh)
I want the life money can't buy
I know every so often, dreams come true
[Verse 3: Aziz]
Pick your poison, you picking pockets, I'm picking fate
My mind and my body are travelling through different states
So when I'm backseat cramped as my manager goes
Driving 10 hours for an unpaid show
Going on in front of thousands while I'm sick as a dog
Sweating hard, barely can see I live in a fog
When I can barely stand and I spit that last 16
Hope you understand this is more than music to me
Cause time is money. That's why the rich have a lot
And patience is a virtue that I do not have in stock
I do this for the love, the music has become me
You squares used to have drive similar to Humvees
And I become complacent in a one man race
When I cross the finish line, take a snap shot of my face
That picture gonna speak a thousand words
Of hard work, hold up your ones cause I'm in first, for sure, hey
[Hook: De-Lor]
Turn the lights down low
Close your eyes
Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh)
I want the life money can't buy
I know every so often, dreams come true