Little Brother - Dreams lyrics

Real story, like I was I was playin this, this record For a friend of mine y'knahmsayin we was just chillin I was just playin her the album and like She was like, "Yo I love the record, record is incredible But y'know something's different Y'knahmsayin somethin it just ain't the same" I said n***a that's the point~! [Rapper Big Pooh:] My momma 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 adieux I called Food Lion, had to tell 'em I was through No more stockin peas and corn I was born for a much greater purpose, do you this service Margie got nervous, but timers don't sweat 8 years, I ain't been back yet Lack of time on your TV sets, no radio spins Momma askin her son, what he doin for ends Spendin weeks on the road, ma this ain't for pretend Unheard to the creme de la creme, keep bouncin On beats pouncin, cat reflexes Had yo' attention when I pulled up in Lexus Big like Texas, G's on the checklist You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringin home the breakfast Gotta respect this [Chorus:] (Momma I got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on) I'm a make money money And if I can't make it I'm a take money money What you say buddy buddy? (Momma I got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on) Bills paid, bank account ensured Top of the world screamin f** that, get yours! [Phonte:] I still go the crib and see my n***az on the corner Chillin with the pounds on they waist, gettin old Gettin round in the face and when I hang with them They ask me if "The Minstrel Show" means I'm ashamed of them Well - I can't say that I'm proud, but only sayin 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, n***a 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, smokin rock So please, miss me with that conscious sh** I spent many a sleepless night because of it Until I had to shake that sh** off and reach the conclusion That every now and then you gotta axe yourself Do you really wanna win or just look good losin? It's no illusion, yes yes [Chorus] [Outro: singing] La la la la la la LAHHHH! Momma I got dreams... [music slowly fades out] Momma I got dreams...