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August Alsina - Dreamer (Explicit) [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
August Alsina
August Alsina
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Alsina
August Alsina
Composer
Sean McMillion
Sean McMillion
Composer
Samuel Irving III
Samuel Irving III
Composer
Ralph Jeanty
Ralph Jeanty
Composer
Kenneth Gold
Kenneth Gold
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Knucklehead
Knucklehead
Producer
The Exclusives
The Exclusives
Vocal Producer
Sean McMillion
Sean McMillion
Recording Engineer
Jack Beans
Jack Beans
Recording Engineer
Jasmine Mitchell
Jasmine Mitchell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Korner Keyz
Korner Keyz
Producer

Lyrics

She was only 17 when she left home Heading off to Cali Just the clothes on her back, $40 in her pocket On the couch of a one-bedroom apartment Roommate tryna get her to popping pussy for dollars He was only 13 Just a lookout on the corner First he started off small, couple pills and marijuana Now he's thinking he should go out on the block and see if he could get shit popping He was tired of going in for just a little bit of profit, damn She fell in love with the ballers and bottles He fell in love with the block and the glock, now he's toting them choppers Why does it seem like nobody else wanna be lawyers and doctors? Nowadays everybody outchea' tryna be dealers and models Just a thought, I guess that's how it goes When it's all you know, and you ain't a dreamer And you ain't a dreamer I guess that's how it be, when it's all you see And you ain't a dreamer, and you ain't a dreamer Now you can find her on the main stage Shaking and twerking and working so hard for them singles $20 for her to get naked Money she see for the taken, she gonna take it Been dancing so long, she don't know when she'll be graduating. Friends try to tell her she tripping, she telling them to stop hating Three years later, boy grows into a man Gotta pocket full of money, nine milli in his hand Mama praying tryna make him understand That they just wanna put him in the system It's too late now he's convicted, damn She fell in love with the ballers and bottles He fell in love with the block and the glock, now he's toting them choppers Why does it seem like nobody else wanna be lawyers and doctors? Nowadays everybody outchea' tryna be dealers and models Just a thought, I guess that's how it goes When it's all you know, and you ain't a dreamer And you ain't a dreamer I guess that's how it be, when it's all you see And you ain't a dreamer, and you ain't a dreamer She never dreamed about going to college, choosing a major, getting some knowledge He never dreamed about living for something All that he knew was he was tired of struggle She never knew that, she'd ever do that Now she addicted to the money and the new bags And now he wished that, wished he could get back All the time he lost Now he pays the cost She fell in love with the ballers and bottles He fell in love with the block and the glock, now he's toting them choppers Why does it seem like nobody else wanna be lawyers and doctors? Nowadays everybody outchea' tryna be dealers and models Just a thought, I guess that's how it goes When it's all you know, and you ain't a dreamer And you ain't a dreamer I guess that's how it be, when it's all you see And you ain't a dreamer, and you ain't a dreamer *** Oh shit, another day, another goddamn dollar, man Here we go All you gotta do is ask for it... (?) And if I took a trip around the world, my nigga, better have ya passport Oui, oui, baby Shit, oui, oui to you too
Writer(s): Ken Gold, Ralph Jeanty, Sean Mcmillion, Samuel Eugene Irving Iii, August Anthony Alsina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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