Lil Baby, NoCap - Dreams 2 Reality lyrics

Al Geno on the track
G just bounced back from a headshot
Trappin' by the roadblock
I only give until my legs out
Been a real nigga 'til my legs stop
Real trapper, my legs tired
Real trapper, my legs tired yeah, yeah

My life was hard, it just had to be (yeah)
Watch me turn my dreams to reality (yeah)
I'm runnin' outfield, them demons after me
(yeah)
When I pop these Percs, I don't do it happily
Got a little fame
All of a sudden they change
Feel like shovel with dirt thrown
Side of my name
I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate
Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray

Would have never started rappin' if I knew


This shit had came with this
If I had never made a hit
Would they be on my dick?
I just been sittin' back and pushin' pounds
Just gettin' fit
And I got a 60 on my right wrist
I'm movin' fast like lightnin'
These other rappers tryna bite me
Your baby mama wanna bite me
I swear to God she triflin'
I pass her on 'cause I'm righteous
I run the jungle like Tarzan
That codeine was like poison
I cut back, I feel awesome
No playoffs but I'm ballin' had a good day
I scored 40 and I ain't talkin' points
I close my eyes
I still have flashbacks when I
Was in the joint
I hit my knees, I'm thankin' God
I'm prayin' every mornin'
I check the schedule and I'm booked up
I'm finally tourin'
I'm goin' where I wanna go
Doin' what I wanna do
I can screw who I wanna
Screw, I came from nothin', i can never lose
Turned my dreams into reality
I thought that you'd be glad for me
I can't believe that you mad
At me, damn, dawg, i'm proud of you
My life was garbage, too
But I did what I 'posed to do
And I went and bought the latest coupe
Told my young nigga stay in school
But he ain't listen
Now he got a 45 in the kitchen
With a biscuit ready to flip it

My life was hard, it just had to be
(Had to be)
Watch me turn my dreams to reality (Reality)
I'm runnin' outfield, them demons after me
(I feel 'em after me)
When I pop these Percs, I don't do it happily
(I don't do it happily)
Got little fame, all of a sudden they change
Feel like shovel with dirt thrown
Side of my name
I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate
Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray

Would have never started rappin' if I knew
This shit had came with this
I'm on top of all these niggas
I can see when all these angels piss
The way my nigga crossed me up
I thought his name was Chris
Don't wanna fuck around and kill my dawg
They gon' do me like I'm Vick
Yeah, they gon' really hate me
If I sign a deal
I'ma go buy a Wraith, crash it on purpose
Blame it on the pills
When Lil' Joe be slidin'
It be look like he headed to second base
I see the hate, it look like makeup
It's all on their face
I can't see Fred no more so
I be talkin' to his headstone
Sometimes I wanna catch a body
But I put my head on
Crawford finna touch down, he in the red zone
I sure got tired of sendin' him
Naked pictures of my red bone
Yeah, G just bounced right
Back off a headshot
Yeah, I won't fuck that bitch if
She ain't got no ass shots
Put them choppers on the jet
We gon' air it out
25 hundred on some trap gear
We gon weigh it out too much dirty money
Won't put that shit in the shower
Even when lights out, boy
That money still bring power
Can't serve a lot of white
But that shit look like baby powder
Got my gun at every show
I don't care if it ain't crowded
I barely sleep, but when I do
I just be dreamin'
They know I came from the bottom like bikinis
When I can't get hold to them Percs
I be fiendin'
Why would you tell me that you love
Me and you don't mean it?

My life was hard, it just had to be (yeah)
Watch me turn my dreams to reality (yeah)
I'm runnin' outfield, them demons after me
(yeah)
When I pop these Percs, I don't do it happily
Got a little fame
All of a sudden they change
Feel like shovel with dirt thrown
Side of my name
I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate
Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray

Would have never started rappin' if I knew
This shit had came with this
I'm on top of all these niggas
I can see when all these angels piss
The way my nigga crossed me up
I thought his name was Chris
Don't wanna fuck around and kill my dawg
They gon' do me like I'm Vick
Yeah, they gon' really hate me
If I sign a deal
I'ma go buy a Range, crash it on purpose
Blame it on the pills
When Lil' Joe be slidin'
It be look like he headed to second base
I see the hate, it look like makeup
It's all on their face