Closer to My Dreams - Ace Hood

yea good morning people

see im here to speak to the world today

im a firm believer in dreams and all that there

since my dream came true

so you know how they tell you the sky is the limit?

well so many people reach for the sky

and they can’t really grab nothin

people like it ain’t nothin in the sky Ace

you can’t see nothin but if you close your eyes

and you just imagine and you believe

that your dream is in hands reach as long as

you believe it

it dont matter what nobody else gotta say

home boy

and ladies and gentlemen you will be closer to your

dream regardless of what they say

speak to em

it go cold winters and hot summers as im lookin through

that window can see that it might thunder

the clouds start to huddle

the rain hit the shutters

i start to see a puddle with loud sounds of clutter

was tought when i was younger when rain fall poors

its god givin tears as it poors from above

so i stand and i soar with my knees to the floor

and my head to the sky like go i am yours

whether not i see tomorrow and i got on my tour

swear to raise your name high light the libertian torch

was smart train to thought as i pass by the parks

i just stop and i park like this is my city

i emerge from the blocks an stay from the cops

bein judged by the locks wit a pocket full of rocks

an a mouth full of gold they just urge em to stop

an any nigga fitted that disturb on the block

i hear it all day that my niggas gettin caught

i just hold my head down we already in a drought

my cousin in the fears cause she took a different rought

an my homie in the bed cause he bout to lose his house

see our president is black we should never keep a doubtin

never keep em out man show a nigga how

ya and i can feel it in the air though

these niggas mad but i vision them like scarecrows

i can hear em when they whisper me to die slow

but i dont fear em cause my breed just like a cyclone

either move or get easily stepped on

im in my own race sprint not a cell phone

hard body mind frame like a shell toe

rookie of the year now im tryin to sell more

im gettin closer to my dream MLK

tryin to be the best at it each and every day

i told my niggas that i got us each and every way

and Broward county don’t worry cause i pave way

never listen to a can’t gotta get paid

mind frame left earth but it wont change

seven os in the bank is my first aim

so i do claim that when i do pray

super stars who’d a thank not a lupe

but i do pay homage i promise

any nigga comin outta Broward i got em

even tho i wasn’t so honored

my mind frame stuck to the commas beside all the drama

chea lifes all great except when my nigga passed away

it was nothin i could do nor say

i felt like i was stuck in a cage as i suffer for days

an i stared an i gazed reminisce when we hang

like i can’t be blamed and please god change that

time on the clock and his place on the block

an hold that shot as it blast from the glock

just to re-wind times so the pain it can stop

and i just refuse see my dawg in a box

and i know he lookin down as he gaze from the top

and he send me that love so i aim for the top

he would tell me go hard and never ever stop

he would probably take a picture thats my dawg

even though a nigga miss ya i love my dawg

an even through these tears gon fall

i promise i will never ever fall

i promise i will stick to my dream and ride for the team

as you rode it for me chya now im free

and every day i keep you closer to me

your mind and your soul im approachin my dream

and im closer to where i wanna be r.i.p.

my nigga

i love ya home boy ya