Dreams by KING SOL Lyrics
[Intro: KING SOL]
Every night I go to sleep
And I toss and I turn and I think about whatever comes to my mind
And I shift and I burn and I try to make it through the night
But this what came out of it, this is my pact
These are the chronicles, of an insomniac
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
I get knocked down and I get up
Without a doubt or a question
I know it, I'm right where I should be
And when the road is getting rough
I never doubt my blessing
'Cause I know it, I'm right where I should be
I'll chase my dreams forever
I ain't gon' give up never
I'll do, I'll do whatever
I'll chase my dreams forever
And when the road is getting rough
I never doubt my blessing
'Cause I know it, I'm right where I should be
[Verse 1: KING SOL]
Yeah, I said I’m right where I should be
Try to jump the ship well you gon' end up crossing me
They don’t like my image flipped it 360 degrees
That means I didn’t change sorry nothing new to see
I went from sitting all alone in the back of the class
To taking all control like I’m breaking out Alcatraz
Then listening to people tell me that I got too gassed
I’m sorry every goal in music somehow I surpassed
I’m sorry that I made my family proud and made some money
I’m sorry that it tastes sweeter than the sweetest honey
I’m sorry that I made some bangers and then put out more
I’m sorry I love studio time and won’t go on tour
I’m the devil’s arch nemesis from his own city
I’m the second coming of Logic and probably Drizzy
I made an album 'bout insomnia hope you relate
I promise I’m only in this position to tell it straight
This the self glorified declaration of a crazy man
Riding through my city like I’m Driving Ms. Daisy man
This that I don’t want love like I'm Schwayze
I’ll be doing this till I’m two times eighty
I’m a rockstar and a killer and a kiss up
I could rap hard then transition with a switch up
Every night I lay awake and can’t get demons off me
It’s crazy cause the way I act at night like I’m on coffee
I don’t even see it man I swear that I’m proud of it
I’m like Goofy with a concussion how is that for I’m out of it ha
Disconnected from the pop that you been staking
So I guess I gotta shift the culture that is what I’m making
I’m just on a new vibe to prove everyone wrong
This is for the kids that said they never liked my songs
This is for the jocks that hate my message and my flow
So welcome to my dreams you’re not ready for the show
Emotionally this is how I finally get relief
I spit out on the track and then I sweat out on the sheets
I pick up all the slack and then release it on some beats
So will somebody tell Lil Xan and Yachty get up out my seats
Get up out my seats I’m ready for the production
I don’t want your number and I won’t slide through the function
I was crafting this show while everybody was lunching
Now I’m watching myself tell me isn’t that something, ah
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
[Verse 2: KING SOL]
Everybody wants to tell you that you’re gonna fall
They wanna pick and prod at you like pins inside a doll
Now I pull my phone and see another label called
They ask me what I’m doing but I need to think so I stall
I tell ‘em that I need to know what you bring to the table
I don’t need a silver spoon I won’t drink from your ladle
You don’t need to baby me I started out the cradle
And I won’t endorse the sizzurp only syrup I do’s maple
I puncture rap stereotypes with a couple staples
I got a small circle you more like a giant bagel
Or donut, so do not dispute that I’m dropping fuego
I take where I want yeah we call that a Winnebago
So set the clock to 1am and burn the melatonin
Turn the beats up in the dormitory get me zonin'
Let me walk the campus in my sleep from South to Olin
Cause when I finally wake up it’s a dream that I awoke in, aye
[Outro: KING SOL]
Wake up
Every night I go to sleep
And I toss and I turn and I think about whatever comes to my mind
And I shift and I burn and I try to make it through the night
But this what came out of it, this is my pact
These are the chronicles, of an insomniac
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
I get knocked down and I get up
Without a doubt or a question
I know it, I'm right where I should be
And when the road is getting rough
I never doubt my blessing
'Cause I know it, I'm right where I should be
I'll chase my dreams forever
I ain't gon' give up never
I'll do, I'll do whatever
I'll chase my dreams forever
And when the road is getting rough
I never doubt my blessing
'Cause I know it, I'm right where I should be
[Verse 1: KING SOL]
Yeah, I said I’m right where I should be
Try to jump the ship well you gon' end up crossing me
They don’t like my image flipped it 360 degrees
That means I didn’t change sorry nothing new to see
I went from sitting all alone in the back of the class
To taking all control like I’m breaking out Alcatraz
Then listening to people tell me that I got too gassed
I’m sorry every goal in music somehow I surpassed
I’m sorry that I made my family proud and made some money
I’m sorry that it tastes sweeter than the sweetest honey
I’m sorry that I made some bangers and then put out more
I’m sorry I love studio time and won’t go on tour
I’m the devil’s arch nemesis from his own city
I’m the second coming of Logic and probably Drizzy
I made an album 'bout insomnia hope you relate
I promise I’m only in this position to tell it straight
This the self glorified declaration of a crazy man
Riding through my city like I’m Driving Ms. Daisy man
This that I don’t want love like I'm Schwayze
I’ll be doing this till I’m two times eighty
I’m a rockstar and a killer and a kiss up
I could rap hard then transition with a switch up
Every night I lay awake and can’t get demons off me
It’s crazy cause the way I act at night like I’m on coffee
I don’t even see it man I swear that I’m proud of it
I’m like Goofy with a concussion how is that for I’m out of it ha
Disconnected from the pop that you been staking
So I guess I gotta shift the culture that is what I’m making
I’m just on a new vibe to prove everyone wrong
This is for the kids that said they never liked my songs
This is for the jocks that hate my message and my flow
So welcome to my dreams you’re not ready for the show
Emotionally this is how I finally get relief
I spit out on the track and then I sweat out on the sheets
I pick up all the slack and then release it on some beats
So will somebody tell Lil Xan and Yachty get up out my seats
Get up out my seats I’m ready for the production
I don’t want your number and I won’t slide through the function
I was crafting this show while everybody was lunching
Now I’m watching myself tell me isn’t that something, ah
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
[Verse 2: KING SOL]
Everybody wants to tell you that you’re gonna fall
They wanna pick and prod at you like pins inside a doll
Now I pull my phone and see another label called
They ask me what I’m doing but I need to think so I stall
I tell ‘em that I need to know what you bring to the table
I don’t need a silver spoon I won’t drink from your ladle
You don’t need to baby me I started out the cradle
And I won’t endorse the sizzurp only syrup I do’s maple
I puncture rap stereotypes with a couple staples
I got a small circle you more like a giant bagel
Or donut, so do not dispute that I’m dropping fuego
I take where I want yeah we call that a Winnebago
So set the clock to 1am and burn the melatonin
Turn the beats up in the dormitory get me zonin'
Let me walk the campus in my sleep from South to Olin
Cause when I finally wake up it’s a dream that I awoke in, aye
[Outro: KING SOL]
Wake up