Bless Ya'Soul - Dreams Back Home

I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me
I need 3 to 6 digits right before the comma
Been through hell enough, I'm steaming like I saw the sauna
I'm the hardest in my genre, what's with all the drama
Had to paint a picture for the blind and this the art of honor
Avoid your honor, all the trauma in a jail trip
This ain't Logan Paul, I been fighting real shit
I could tell you bout it, make your face look like you smelled shit
Troops keep their grips by their boots and they still slip
How many lives are saved by the sealed lips?
Guessing you could never really tell since they still snitch
Lil licks and fraud make em feel rich
Also make em blind to the problems they gon deal with
Lil bit of money tend to lead with conviction
And now them PPP's putting people in prison
Niggas scamming on they family, I been keeping my distance
Indicted by a post, another fiend of attention
You niggas wild
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me
I got me on my cleats
Hardly on your feed cuz I'm out here tryna eat
It's plates I gotta fill, still cheese over beef
They bitter cause the cake but my life was never sweet
And now I need Sean Carter status, plus a B
My back ain't on my bed and my glutes ain't in my seat
I need yen massaging on the bottom of my feet
Stepping to the money like it's only up the street
Consecutively struggled then I broke another streak
I made my decision when they said that we ain't have choice
People tellIng, saying they can't sing like a bad voice
Still tryna make it out the mud but the grass moist
She wanna play, I'm floating in her water like some bath toys
Think I'm Mr. Right? Right, you got it wrong
Aye your face ain't the only place I'm popping on
They know I'm fire, keep my cool and make a hotter song
Fighting time, me and my dreams finally got along
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me

Written by:
Ke'Von Harris

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