Dreaminofthinkin - Hodgy

Dreaminofthinkin - Hodgy

  • Year of release: 2016
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:09

Below is the lyrics of the song Dreaminofthinkin , artist - Hodgy with translation

Lyrics " Dreaminofthinkin "

Original text with translation

Dreaminofthinkin

Hodgy

I never dream constantly, onto better things

Living inside my self-consciousness

I walk up to the doorstep, on the mat, and press the bell that rings

Dealing with goals that I’m conquering

Edit segments until it works for me

I never sell myself short, enough for purchasing

Removing the king from his throne, that’s how you hurt the king

I look at life and drive thru it like it’s Burger King

Death is upon us, this is the murder scene

To the first degree

A freedom writer, there’s no purgery

When shit gets ill, it’s good for surgery

The light shining through the window, the curtain’s clean

Time to get out of momma’s house and go serve the fiends

My goals are magnified but it’s all still a blur to me

And I’m okay with not having it all figured out

No right or wrong way to live life, that’s something to think about

From a shack in Ashanti town to a bigger house

There is gold inside your soul, you gotta dig it out

Search for it, purge forward

Pain is love nigga, and hurt’s torture

A couple tricks up my sleeve, I’m the sorcerer

Of course of the resourceful

He floss inside of Porsche then clutching the turbo

I never dream constantly, onto better things

I wanna fly away, just need my set of wings

Tired of going back and forth like I’m on a swing

A lot of shit buzzing around, I’m the hornet that stings

Born as a prince, more of a king

Engagement life, never wore the ring

Love my life in the numbers, one for three

Money make her come but will she come for me

If I chased her man, she would run from me

I never dream constantly, make realities

Smoking, burning calories

Falling short from an apple tree

My art is golden in gallery

I miss my homies like I’m Master P

I let it burn man, this whole bag of weed

Crack the seal and pouring out all the drink

And if my album leaks, I’ma just call a freak to *fuck* me til I fall asleep

On the couch she pick me up, drag me across the suite

Ran into my subconscious we ain’t talk for some weeks

It’s we meet, finally

Oh, let me hear that (For sho')

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