[Hook: Kenny]
He has a dream but the world keeps waking him up
The world keeps waking him up
He has a dream but the world keeps waking him up
It seems the world keeps waking him up
No dreaming for him, no dreaming (3×)
It keeps waking him up
No dreaming for him, no dreaming (3×)
It keeps waking him up

[Verse 1]
So in the morning he up sat, upset
Feelin' like fuck that, fuck this
Fuck her, fuck him, fuck cash, fuck stress
Where the fuck is my blunt at? Fuck yes
Need that in him, blow the weed out
Breathe the weed back in him
Livin' in a foul neighborhood, cause his cash wasn't good
So that Mac he would put right down in them jeans, that's denim
Like I'm a let the Mac hit 'em if they trip on me
I'm just trynna spit homie, but they wanna spit on me
Blood on me, Crip on me
Bleed blood on me, make me a crip homie
He ain't got a way to get away
Sour n***as throw salt when shit get sweet for him
They got the bitter face
He been, never eatin' but forever schemin'
He been, never sleepin' but forever dreamin', see man
His rhymes is his bread and bologna, bologna
Which is ironic, 'cuz he's starvin', hungry, hungry
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
So in the morning he up sat, upset
Feelin' like fuck that, fuck this
Fuck her, fuck him, fuck cash, fuck stress
Hoping life would suck less through success
He say, "I don't only wanna be heard locally
And I can't afford a manager to help out with promoting me
And if I put coke in streets, what happens when them folks get me
Beside my child asking, 'Daddy, now who gon' look over me?'
And if I bag groceries, then somebody might notice me"
As odd as it sounds, if you want this dream then you can't go to sleep
Starvin', head hurtin', and its throbbin' like he hit his noggin
Tired like he just finished joggin'
But still runnin' all over tracks like, "Let's get it poppin'"
But opportunity knocks on his door and leave before he can unlock it
N***a knockin', tries to put money in his career to see a bigger profit
But that money often goes to solve different problems
Like his baby's mom or the fucking cops whose in his pockets
Happen to pay tickets just for being a n***a driving
But he tries not to frown and act up
When life knocks him down, he stand back up
No man down, he man back up
Dust his self, clutch his belt, adjust his self, strut oneself
Confidence, how to make in the future accomplishments, trust his self
Even though...
[Hook]