Dreams Money Can Buy lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro]
Yeah, I'mma do it in one take
I got the lyrics memorized, I don't even care
AH-hem, yeah
Yeah, it's been a while since I did some hip-hop, ya feel me?
Chemist Clique, SLD, what up? I be like

[Verse 1]
Uh, Air Jordans, skinny jeans
Yeah, that's the definition of being fresh
Living life with no regrets or memories
That should be the true definition of seeing death
Uh, I speak the truth 'cuz the fake quiet
I feel like a choir preaching through the silence
Oh, hip-hop is dead, huh?
Well, I guess I got perfect timing
Time to revive it, I'm the new prophet
Smarter than most and I just started going to college
Huh, yeah my wallet's full of these movie tickets
And it how much money I've blown on these stupid ....
Yeah, Dreams Money Can Buy
But dreams take a lot of time, and you can't buy time
So I guess that I'mma have to settle
For putting my heart in the bars instead of murdering instrumentals
Yeah, I tell stories like they pre-written
I got that Martin Luther King, Bruce Lee vision
Empty mind, flowing like I'm dream spitting
People claiming that the game's on lock, that's 'cuz the key's missing
I wake up from my sleep to write rhymes
Turning my dreams into reality one bar at a time
Music doesn't sleep so neither do I
I'll have time to sleep when I die, I tell 'em

[Verse 2]
I be like, I am the
Greatest from my city, yeah I'm on my Remy Roberts ish
And people saying, "Ain't nobody hot as you"
'Cuz anybody can be c*cky and confident
But it's pretty obvious when you're the rapper they'll pay homage to
Yeah, go ahead and Tweet that
'Cuz on the real, I appreciate the feedback
And any other artist would probably agree that
The fans are the number one reason that we even rap
But rap nowadays is a tragedy
And hip-hops tryna come back gradually
So quick autotuning every single chorus
Or get your ass off the hook like Casey Anthony
Yeah, I'm Pro Tools arch nemesis
And I stay flyer than when Clark Kent is dressed
Uh, I swear I'm lyrically greater than most
Sixth sense, 'cuz I can clearly turn haters to ghosts
Older women respect me 'cuz I speak with knowledge
But I'm in the same college as her daughter
So I laugh it off and sip that Osama Bin Laden
Taking two shots with a splash of water
Diagnosed with insomnia 'cuz these dreams lie
False hope persuading me to live a fake life
Pillow talking wallet, yeah I want dreams money can buy
'Cuz every dream has a price, I tell 'em

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