Intro: I'm here, right? It's what I've always dreamed about Chorus: I refuse to sit around this place and day (dream) Gotta make a way, gotta make it more than a (dream) success is so close you can see it Ain't nobody else gone believe but ‘cause it's your (dream) when you first got started it was all a (dream) When you take a look back it all started from a dream day... dream Verse one: I dream bigger than I reside in I keep sharing my vision but feel no one is listening My outlook on life I'm viewing through a wide lense But I'm surrounded by myopia and tunnel vision The theme music for their hunger should be violins Their goals don't extend further than their running distance begging and pleading repeatedly for a hundred listens can't even balance a check book, trying to run a business I'm taking my show on the road for a new audience Power up this locomotive, off to euphoria Yes, I'm willing to rebuild it like New Orleans Whatever's necessary to find my true calling Eventually it might lead me to a huge following And if it doesn't then f** it I'll still move forward It's possible for you and I to have the same dreams It's all about how much you sacrifice and do for it Chorus: (Repeat) Verse two: I dream bigger than the city that I sleep in Feels like I'm speeding and everyone's in slow motion but when I try to show leadership and teach them They take it as I'm talking down on ‘em and showboating they're still thinking if one local blows, doors will open it's like a savior complex, who'll be the cornucopia? It's funny how these rappers lack a backbone Their survival tactic is to piggyback and latch on (that's wrong) I anted up the industry and mashed on only pa**ion they have is filling up a gla** bong (rolling up another blunt) that's what they spend cash on in between tokes making half a** rap songs You gents, you don't have a strategy or blueprint A bunch of fools running in place, that ain't a movement I guess it's cool you still dream in the true sense But I'm way beyond making music for my crew of friends Chorus: (Repeat) Verse three: I'm gone make this dream a reality, it's troublesome and challenging Battling criticism and irrational thoughts Dealing with these unprofessional people teaches you lessons too the neighbors next to you, they show a lack of support But when you make it they'll be waiting on your pa**ing the torch they want collabos or you magically just grab ‘em for tours With no collateral, if not they wanna battle you That crabs in the barrel attitude is foolish, I use it as my fuel Don't pay me no attention, baby, I'm just pa**ing through (hey) some of choose to take the scenic route or avenue (hey) It might not be fabulous or lead you to star status (but) When it's your God given gift, you go hard at it (what!) So when them sisters are hissing and all them brothers laughing you let them view the future through their rose colored gla**es screw the nonsense, you'll accomplish great things No time on your schedule for you to daydream