Pinocchio Dreams by Kenneth Callier Lyrics

[Chorus: Chandon]
I been too, too lit
Don't wanna find a way
I can not do it
2 AM, 2 AM
Thank the Lord; dropping on the floor
Take no more, 2 AM... 2AM
Diamonds on the bed
See the sun baby
Take my hand
Pull me through the sky
Take my hand
Pull me through the sky
Fly
Pull me through the sky
I

[Verse: Kenneth Callier]
He just (rappin) for attention; he ain't dope as he seems
And yo I wish a nigga would, like Pinocchio dreams
A braggadocio fiend; I'm on Antonio team
The Al Pacino wit the polio lean, still yellin' cream (uh)
.........(they don't know)... What it's like to be me
Put yourself in my position You could rightfully see
What your life could 'might be', If you was frightened like me
Just picture fightin' dreamkillers day n night just like me

I dolo, challenge any team or solo
I swear, these niggas must be new to my shit or home on a furlough
I won't expose verbal, I observe, sippin' on merlot
I; talk my shit, create art; I'm Aristotle
And I'm a scientist and shit; I see the synthesis in photos
I know those, guisseppie notos, costed a Roto
I still walk around like a nigga hit the lotto
I run around the track like Jessie Owens in a logo
I been tryna get to the point where out the house it's a photo-op
Paparazzi snap pics for the money, That's a photo op-portunity
I'm a gratuity for communities
I commit atrocities like I got immunity
I; true to me

[Chorus: Chandon]
Take my hand
Pull me through the sky...
Take my hand
Pull me through the sky