Dreamin Of The Past (Clean)

[00:00.07]Pusha T、Kanye West - Dreamin Of The Past (Explicit)
[00:00.87]Written by:John Lennon、Kanye West、Pusha T
[00:01.36]I was dreaming' of the past
[00:03.76]It's levels it's layers so pray for the players uh
[00:06.47]We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas uh
[00:08.32]And my heart was beatin' fast
[00:09.82]I got plenty it's so many yeah
[00:12.89]They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
[00:15.53]Bruh you n***as ain't flexin' you crampin'
[00:18.11]My weight keepin' n***as on the bikes like Amblin
[00:21.62]Weight loss rent loss scramblin' I began to lose control
[00:24.65]Now pass the champagne to the champion
[00:26.40]My n***as get money get money get money like Ye samplin'
[00:29.22]I began to lose control
[00:30.77]Gun stutter make the drumline like Grambling
[00:33.29]MGM gamblin' blew a small mansion I was dreaming' of the past
[00:36.72]Annoyed 'cause this b**ch calling' Lanvin Laen-ven
[00:39.52]F**k who you stampin' them n***as just stand-ins
[00:41.67]And my heart was beatin' fast
[00:43.27]Not me they censor and block me
[00:44.67]You hollerin' Top five I only see top me
[00:47.47]Award shows the only way you b**ches could rob me
[00:49.92]I was dreaming' of the past
[00:51.93]It's levels it's layers so pray for the players
[00:53.88]Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega uh
[00:56.38]And my heart was beatin' fast
[00:57.96]I got plenty it's so many yeah
[01:00.98]They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
[01:03.73]Bruh you n***as ain't drip you dryin'
[01:06.19]Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
[01:09.42]You and your b**ch income combinin' I began to lose control
[01:12.73]I'm sending Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
[01:15.14]Find 'em I came up with Enzo drifters I began to lose control
[01:18.69]So you gots understand there's a difference
[01:20.59]There's window stickers and window lickers
[01:22.38]I was dreaming' of the past
[01:23.48]You know the type always tryna get in your picture
[01:26.94]I was tryna get the dope through in your sister
[01:29.40]And my heart was beatin' fast
[01:30.30]We weren't baggin' up the work wouldn't be no dishes
[01:33.15]Be no Christmas mistletoe be no kisses
[01:36.06]Made a way for ourselves we ain't need no wishes hah
[01:38.56]I was dreaming' of the past
[01:39.51]It's levels it's layers so pray for the players uh
[01:42.51]We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas uh
[01:44.45]And my heart was beatin' fast
[01:46.00]I got plenty it's so many yeah
[01:48.85]They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
[01:51.46]Walk it down like Brady gets better with time
[01:54.01]Didn't have to reinvent the wheel just a better design
[01:57.01]Critics He's out of his mind haters He's out of his prime
[01:59.77]I began to lose control
[02:00.62]Yet always where the money's at like lottery signs
[02:03.02]Still I climb rockstar Third Eye Blind I began to lose control
[02:06.47]I was bored by these albums so it gotta be time
[02:09.03]No reward for the latter so it gotta be mine I was dreaming' of the past
[02:12.34]Huff and Puff in the club then I gotta be Shyne
[02:14.84]Properties all across the board this monopoly's mine
[02:17.19]And my heart was beatin' fast
[02:18.14]'Came a minister in my prime so I gotta be Shyne
[02:20.94]I used to watch The Fresh Prince and pray the house would be mine
[02:23.99]Coulda bought it but I ain't like the way the kitchen design
[02:26.49]I was dreaming' of the past
[02:27.94]Born in the manger the son of a stranger
[02:30.40]When daddy's not home the family's in danger
[02:32.40]And my heart was beatin' fast
[02:34.05]I got plenty it's so many yeah
[02:36.81]They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
Pusha T、Kanye West - Dreamin Of The Past (Explicit)
Written by:John Lennon、Kanye West、Pusha T
I was dreaming' of the past
It's levels it's layers so pray for the players uh
We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas uh
And my heart was beatin' fast
I got plenty it's so many yeah
They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
Bruh you n***as ain't flexin' you crampin'
My weight keepin' n***as on the bikes like Amblin
Weight loss rent loss scramblin' I began to lose control
Now pass the champagne to the champion
My n***as get money get money get money like Ye samplin'
I began to lose control
Gun stutter make the drumline like Grambling
MGM gamblin' blew a small mansion I was dreaming' of the past
Annoyed 'cause this b**ch calling' Lanvin Laen-ven
F**k who you stampin' them n***as just stand-ins
And my heart was beatin' fast
Not me they censor and block me
You hollerin' Top five I only see top me
Award shows the only way you b**ches could rob me
I was dreaming' of the past
It's levels it's layers so pray for the players
Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega uh
And my heart was beatin' fast
I got plenty it's so many yeah
They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
Bruh you n***as ain't drip you dryin'
Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
You and your b**ch income combinin' I began to lose control
I'm sending Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
Find 'em I came up with Enzo drifters I began to lose control
So you gots understand there's a difference
There's window stickers and window lickers
I was dreaming' of the past
You know the type always tryna get in your picture
I was tryna get the dope through in your sister
And my heart was beatin' fast
We weren't baggin' up the work wouldn't be no dishes
Be no Christmas mistletoe be no kisses
Made a way for ourselves we ain't need no wishes hah
I was dreaming' of the past
It's levels it's layers so pray for the players uh
We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas uh
And my heart was beatin' fast
I got plenty it's so many yeah
They say Gimme he got plenty yeah
Walk it down like Brady gets better with time
Didn't have to reinvent the wheel just a better design
Critics He's out of his mind haters He's out of his prime
I began to lose control
Yet always where the money's at like lottery signs
Still I climb rockstar Third Eye Blind I began to lose control
I was bored by these albums so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter so it gotta be mine I was dreaming' of the past
Huff and Puff in the club then I gotta be Shyne
Properties all across the board this monopoly's mine
And my heart was beatin' fast
'Came a minister in my prime so I gotta be Shyne
I used to watch The Fresh Prince and pray the house would be mine
Coulda bought it but I ain't like the way the kitchen design
I was dreaming' of the past
Born in the manger the son of a stranger
When daddy's not home the family's in danger
And my heart was beatin' fast
I got plenty it's so many yeah
They say Gimme he got plenty yeah