Martin Luther Dreams Lyrics

Yo

Yo, yo, yo

I got a dream

Yo

I got a dream

In a place where no rapper ever makes it

Got the tunnel vision typa strict dedication

You can never stop me best believe it's best you hate me

Shoot my shot, bodies hit the ground

I'm never aiming

I take these syllables load my clip

You already know I pack some heat

It's a give and take where I am from

Steal ya girl at the show and give her back

After I put her thong on the side then I hit it a couple of times

Steady feeding on these beats, hi hats & these strings

It's a money blood flow I feel it running in my veins

Vivid crystal clear premonitions I keep having on this shit & fantasizing on how it could be

Yoh

I'm so Moleps, I got it tatted on my chest

Got the city on my back, it's a wrap

Backpacking all these rappers

Getting all this cheese, all this cheddar

Breaking all this records and taking all these plaques back to my nest

Yeah

Let it breathe

I do this shit with ease

I do this shit in my sleep

Like i'm Martin Luther King

Steady climbing to the top of the food chain

Rappers always claiming that they hard

Nikka who ain't

In my hood they treat me like a legend

They treat me like I'm Bruce Wayne

Or Lu Kang, I kick it harder like it's 7 months pregnant

I'm a black man I only strive for black excellence

If I ever get a Grammy best believe it's not a coincidence

Uh

Always in my purpose, everyday and every night

I take what I take cause it helps me sleep at night

I speak my truth in this booth

From the womb to my tomb

Always been the realist nigga in the room

When I rap I don't really care whose who

Who hot, who not

Yo, yo, yo

I dropped Purple Lights for the vibes

Funny enough it made some traction got some clout

Got some " wana be OGs " acting up

Niggas in they feelings I don't feel em

Yeah

Niggas in they feelings I don't feel em

Yeah

Bitch