Dreamin

Calo, uh

Swizz Ivory, yeah

Real dreams win, okay!

I've been hustling like everyday

Doing time on the grind, tryna make it pay, hey

Still posted on the same block

Same hood, still ducking from the same cops

I try hard, but the life that I live, man, it all is seeming

Sometimes I pray to God I'm dreaming

But I ain't, tryna get out, but I can't

Say less, gang

It was all a dream, and I wrote this on March 9th

But I gotta put in these long nights

Just praying that we'll be alright

'Cause I feel like I've been beaten by hard pipes

Stabbed in the back by sharp knives

But that's just what we call life, we lost light

We traveling in the dark, we're barely even evolved

It's a problem we cannot solve, tragic to all involved

At the bus stop, no young cop, but these dumb cops wanna bust shots

Like, um, stop, just leave us alone, tryna keep us from growing

Why is this reality? So many casualties

It's really such a tragedy, mostly from low salary

And that's just an analogy, that's really just so sad to me

These people try to advance and leave, but lose power like batteries

It's like no matter what there's something going on

So many snakes I gotta mow the lawn

But I'm going strong, you won't catch me sleeping

I keep going on, until I stop breathing

I've been hustling like everyday

Doing time on the grind, tryna make it pay, hey

Still posted on the same block

Same hood, still ducking from the same cops

I try hard, but the life that I live, man, it all is seeming

Sometimes I pray to God I'm dreaming

But I ain't, tryna get out, but I can't

Say less, gang

I'm in Pittsburgh, feeling disturbed

I'm losing sleep, tryna get heard

I wanna hit with a single

Like a mound hit, tryna get first

Tryna flip words and build worth

And I'm hoping that this works

And I'm not moving backwards when I put it in verse