SWING LOW

Waking up like where did all my dreams go
Fake is killing the industry where the me's go
Fantasy world cap stars and theme songs
We know grandma used to say boy swing low

Swing low sweet spirit keeping dreams close
But little man won't trying to hear it call it ego
Demands demands for my supply
Sent the gasolina to my crib
I ain't have to drive

See I'm down to ride
Getting to the bag feel like a back massage
Growing up we ain't have a lot
Used to fantasize
Talking riches on the green box with McDonald's fries

Remember how hard I worked to build a snowman
Now that effort goes to building mansions in the sky
Getting tired of the bottom so we getting high
I can always make it happen come from Gemini
But that's a side bet
In the mirror it's just Him and I

All I ever wanted was a ring though
But I would never switch for it that's how the fiends roll
If I'ma win I'ma do it with the team you know
Big 336 just trying to feed the bros

Swing low what she said you know how it go
So this sweet chariot gon' carry in my pot of gold
My pot of gold

Waking up like where did all my dreams go
Fake is killing the industry where the me's go
Fantasy world cap stars and theme songs
We know grandma used to say boy swing low