Dreams of Being Rich

I remember sneaking out the back window above my crib

Just to wait outside your house and talk dreams of being rich

Riding Bikes through the hood... 508 is Where we lived

That was down in Marstons Mills. Remember back I was a kid

Still dreams stood tall than any body could ask for

Manhunt nights imagine lands like a passport

Flying through the nights... Cards in the spokes

We didnt have the motorbikes cause back then we were broke

But back then we had dreams and made teams In backyards

With no phones... but screenames could really take you so far

Away message no texting but probably the cells good

I didnt even have a phone but saying it felt good

And All the girls at rock night... drown my parents in cologne

I Used to dream of NHL... Now I dream of microphones

Remember watching nick at night... now Im always home alone

Sitting in the studio and writing verses in my zone

But oh man... well oh well

You got dreams. well do tell

I remember nights I was plotting so well

Sitting on a summer night know that feeling to well

And I came from the best place and they all get the most heart

Reppin Stable... till I die. even when Im on the charts

And I dont think Im famous yet but ive turned down two deals

Both wouldve got me rich... But im in this for the feels

So I moved out the town and to the Bean is where I lay

Dreams are really coming true im boarding flights to LA

Round trippin. hella tickets what I sell when I play

I did a show with 18 people a year ago on this day

But sometimes the city makes to much noise at night, Sometimes I really wanna go home

Sometimes I want reecess at 11 and to end up in to dention

Ride my bike and take the long way home

It aint been same ever since Ive grown up

Everythings changed I dont wanna glow up

I think this growing up, yeah ive really had enough

See Im missing all the days where it wasnt so tough

I dont wanna pay my rent

I dont wanna pay the bills

I dont want those new kicks I just want those old feels

Riding on my bike now im cruisin through the hills man

Still my phone rings so and so just got killed man

It aint been same ever since Ive grown up

Everythings changed I dont wanna glow up

I think this growing up, yeah ive really had enough

See Im missing all the days where it wasnt so tough

I dont wanna pay my rent

I dont wanna pay the bills

I dont want those new kicks I just want those old feels

Riding on my bike now im cruisin through the hills man

Still my phone rings so and so just got killed man

It aint been the same

Been the same yeah yeeah

It aint been the same

Been the same yeah yeeah

It aint been the same

Been the same yeah yeeah

It aint been the same

Been the same yeah yeeah