Sylvan LaCue - C.O.T. // Dreams Dreams Dreams lyrics

Part 1 - C.O.T. (Constantly Over Thinking) [Intro] One of the greatest addictions is the addiction to thinking It's actually addictive, can't stop thinking Can't stop drinking, can't stop smoking, can't stop thinking Thinking is the greater addiction [Hook] Tell you what it's like for a youngin' on the South Side So much on mind, I don't know why (x2) Always on the grind, never chilling out one time So much on mind, I don't know why (x2) [Verse 1] Ugh, all these late nights in my zone Wishing I could stay at your place These days haters all in my home All my partners either went off to college Got baby mommas on deck My n***a went ahead and got his degree Still at Chili's slaving for a check Look, n***a where you wanna be in ten years? sh** where I wanna be in ten years Momma need to know what I'mma do now Get a job, maybe you can run and go to school now Mothaf** a mailman, he just make the bills pile Go to bed, find a way to make them still smile This is for my over thinkers, sit back and relax [Bridge] If you rollin', if you rollin', if you rollin' then throw your L's in the sky x2 If you drinkin', if you drinkin, if you drinkin, then throw your cups in the sky If you drinkin', if you drinkin, if you drinkin, baby just don't drink and drive [Hook] [Outro] Your choice then, is not to understand more Or to bring some intellectual an*lysis to the practice To practice, the state of non-thinking Part 2 - Dreams Dreams Dreams [Verse 1] Mrs. Jenny from the block Came out the shower, dropped the top Been waiting for the night since I was 7 when I watched the blocks Grammy nominated, QuEST is scheduled to perform Just sold out the Garden 20 minutes, it's become the norm Presidential, continentals overlooking half the world Just turned half a million down so I can chill and f** my girl I need a grande caramel macchiato with my dress up Plus Chipotle, don't forget the sauce you know I like it extra Mama calling from her mansion, been some years since I done left her Western Union, hustlin', spending money, milli to impress her Double platinum on my recent single, working on my album This will be my junior effort, numbers soaring like a falcon Vacation to the islands, sending money to Italians Dodging taxes and moscato, watching all this money piling It feels like, yeah yeah feels right [Hook] I got dream dream dream dreams all in my mind A couple thousand in my pocket Anything I wanna cop it Pray to God nobody wake me up I got dream dream dream dreams all in my mind A new coupe for the lady Nothing less than a Mercedes Pray to God nobody wake me up [Verse 2] And I'm stuntin' with a World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Living in the present ain't give a f** about tomorrow night Of course I have a model wife, preferably Penelope Tree At 23 you know that's all that I need Gla**es of wine as options Isolated baby, nobody's watching Dominicana on my noggin', losing track of time Private jets to estates and places I can't pronounce Pardon my culture shock, I need amounts of money That's only legal for Swiss accounts Jigga just hit me for dinner Wants to discuss some of his future endeavors, I'm with it Interpretations that end our convention Reservations at En Morise, smoking Cubans all in Paris Heaven just walked through my door in leggings Down for whatever she only caters my preference A blessing that I'm in her presence A thousand dollars worth of lingerie that she's undressing I keep forgetting checkout time is at 11 I got the money to spend it Rolls Royce's outside the building Don't worry I'm in attendance Just chill, I'll be down in 10 minutes Releasing this tension, work better after special attention, ya feel me? Tell my lawyers I need the paperwork ready We'll toast the gla**es of wine and a f**ing plate of spaghetti Ya'll mean? Luxuries most of which wouldn't think of The lifestyle's a youngin can only dream of [Hook]