I Wonder
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
I wonder
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
I wonder
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
I wonder
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
I wonder
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?

Look, 400 miles from the crib
Just got a call that homie got shot and he didn’t live
Got me reminiscing back when we was kids
Skippin’ middle school at your ‘partments
Gettin high, plot on girls we wanna hit
You’d fry me if you knew the bitches that never made my list
Fist fights in the hood kept us solid so niggas never trip
Lil nigga but our heart the reason why this world spin
I can’t control
Results that we get from the life that we chose
Got me wondering when we die, where dreams go
Do they manifest through someone else or buried with our souls?
Wish I could reverse the shots, reverse the time right back
But life’s a unemployed bitch, that never worked like that
The future feels so guaranteed, we let the moments collapse
And take advantage of the seconds, such a gluttonous trap
Plates of experience lacked taste so a curious snack laced
With the poison choice us young niggas consume in this rat race
Is always more appealing till *gunshots* get you back spaced
Momma cryin’ cause the mortician stiffened your black face now
(Dreams)
Deflate like air escape when nails penetrate
The tires of how you thought this shit would ride with the route you take
Remember we’d conversate only NFL, NBA
Knowing it was the only way to get momma that big estate
Shrimp and lobster on every plate
Our goal to own everything
‘Cause we ain’t have shit but imagination with no escape
No direction we could take, but somehow I found some grace
But I still can’t shake the fact how reality can come and snatch your dreams

Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
I wonder (If it matter at all)
Dreams
Where do they go when we die?
Dreams

These dreams I see when my eyes close
I can’t lose my grasp
I’m 2ft from gold
Makes sense that I’m on this road
I’m battling with my control
How could I ever steer wrong
When I seen this shit all along

These dreams I see when my eyes close
I can’t lose my grasp
I’m 2ft from gold
Makes sense that I’m on this road
I’m battling with my control
How could I ever steer wrong
When I seen this shit all along

Makes sense that I’m on this road
Battling with my control
Makes sense that I’m on this road
Battling with my control
How could I ever steer wrong
When I knew this shit all along
I knew this shit all along

Look, dream big to live bigger I say
Before I let my plans defer, I’ll watch the world decay
Fuck niggas clock-in my moves like it’s they job by day
But everything I got in stores never on full display
Life’ll teach ya
Earnin’ stripes like cremated zebras
To set my name in stone and Rose-etta height you can’t translate to reach up
Language barriers for those whose levels don’t increase much
Lifestyle of the rich and famous, your own niggas will to rob and leach ya
I see ya
Tryna piggy back off the game I reaped up
But I can’t carrier ‘cause your sprint too slow to keep up
My team mobile on this marathon, you won’t fatigue us
With your camouflaged intent to be Judas to Jesus
Egregious, ways in these niggas but that hate feed us
Got me standin’ tall in this bitch like a 8 feet fetus
Formin’ in the belly of the beast with the grill featured
Cookin up a way so niggas ain’t gotta let their scales teeter
Shells leak a funeral aroma that entails reaper
We just dodge it and hope Christ-lores his hand to reach us
Only we can lead us, feed the truth as divine creatures
Ain’t no mysteries or myths to mislead us, uh
Miracles in the eye of the new dreamer
Walk on water beatin’ the odds in the world that breeds us
A country built by us but bias on the way they treat us
I turn water into wine to celebrate the meanin’
Nigga look
You could never understand my reason
If you ain’t tryna get rich off being fuckin’ genius
I use to dream chase, realized it was backwards thinkin’
Manifest reality’s the language that I’m speakin nigga, it’s up
Nigga po’ up
And celebrate this new dream
You gotta see it before you see it, in order to see it
That’s how that shit work

Don’t get caught up in the mirage of chasin dreams n shit
If you gone dream my nigga, make it real
Caught up in that hamster wheel
Runnin’ in place, runnin’ in place