Dreamland (Explicit) - Morray

Lyrics by：Morae Ruffin

Composed by：Morae Ruffin

Yeah yeah oh

Yeah oh

Oh

It was hard growing up like I did

Seeing everybody had this and I ain't never have s**t

Like f**k christmas and a birthday

I ain't never have gifts

Living a broken life like a n***a acting in spike script

Hold on with the vice grip

This just how motha f**kin life is

Sad that I would do it for a price

B and E's each and every single night

Just to get the pockets right

Split it up even amongst the guys

Hard as f**k 'cuz it made the money tight

Couldn't even catch a break from the state caught a case

I was only thirteen had a mask on the facе

I was five five had a nine on the waist

I was smart as a b***h

And let my mind go to wastе

I was always on my own

Making sure my moves were never known

Young as f**k but I was moving grown

Heart made of stone

Always thought that I would be alone

Even with the love that I was shown

Nobody ever gave a real f**k about me

So why would I give a f**k about ye

I was skinny I was hungry I ain't have food to eat

Making trouble on the double dutch

That's how I released

It was hard growing up like I did

Seeing everybody had this and I ain't never have s**t

Like f**k christmas and a birthday

I ain't never have gifts

Living a broken life like a n***a acting in spike script

Hold on with the vice grip

This just how motha f**kin life is

I can't complain if I tried

A n***a only glad that he alive

Dealing with the pain gotta keep it bottled up inside

I'm a black man that's how we survive

Can't remember stable places

We was in and out of basements

Laying on some carpet

'Cause it's better than the pavement

Living in a motel mama couldn't make it

Daddy had another b***h

Guess he couldn't face it

Anything we ever gained he would try to come and take

If she ever spoke about it he would lose his f**kin patience

Several different ways to beat her

Can't believe he's so creative

Sad to say it to this day

I still really f**kin hate him

It was hard growing up like I did

Seeing everybody had this and I ain't never have s**t

Like f**k christmas and a birthday

I ain't never have gifts

Living a broken life like a n***a acting in spike script

Hold on with the vice grip

This just how motha f**kin life is