Dreamer

I been on the side trynna spy every lie That I keep myself from I've been on the rise for a minute But I'm feeling like I'm in it for a lost song Coz when I can feel the gold in me, holding me Trynna show me where the fuck I've come from I come up with a sign that I'm riding the wrong line And I'll never fly with this one So hold up, wait a minute Write a lyric that I think the world will want Yeah hold up, wait a minute Let me kill it while it fill it with a little more junk I'm not trynna say not to say all the things That you said that you wanna say chuck I just wanna stay on the right lane Trynna play the game like I give a few fucks We're lost while we're still playing in the wrong arenas We're poets trynna be the prima ballerinas Round peg, square hole, I'ma trust my soul to take me deeper So go fuck the mould, I don't wanna grow old as one more dreamer I'm shooting past like a lost star Fill your shot glass Pour your heart in me Drive off the edge in a fast car Spread these wings when I, when I'm breaking free I'm shooting past like a lost star Fill your shot glass Pour your heart in me I'm off the edge in a fast car Spread these wings when I, when I'm breaking free So this is what accountability brings, My humility sinks in And I don't mean that now I'm feeling Like I'll bow to see when I fit in I just want to grow to better myself and Better my health and wealth Until I'm capable of giving the help that it brings Capable of giving my family these things Coz I've been on ground And I've been trynna bound the hurdles And going round in circles with this sound Coz I've been feeling fear to fail But only needed a sail to get out So I just wanna grow to better the chance we can Advance, enhance past the point of Trynna live like I'm waiting to be found I'm just on the bridge till I take it to the clouds, yeah We're lost while we're still playing in the wrong arenas We're poets trynna be the prima ballerinas Round peg, square hole I'ma trust my soul to take me deeper So go fuck the mould I don't wanna grow old as one more dreamer I'm shooting past like a lost star Fill your shot glass Pour your heart in me Drive off the edge in a fast car Spread these wings when I, when I'm breaking free I'm shooting past like a lost star Fill your shot glass Pour your heart in me I'm off the edge in a fast car Spread these wings when I, when I'm breaking free