Dreams Rarely Do Come True (feat. Mariah The Scientist)

I'm so apprehensive, think I know what's comin' Think I know the difference between this and what I wanted Thinkin' I'm submissive when I'm just succumbin' Thinkin' that these are the makings of a perfect woman Thinkin' that I know myself, I just know how it felt Right before everything went numb I feel like no one else like the sole one left And my neck reads one of one And I'm growin' complacent Everybody's feelin' expectations But everything just isn't worth complainin' about, baby It's only your breath you're wastin' 'Cause everyone's impatient No one even shows appreciation And everyone around should know there's more to this life, baby Mm, mm (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Racks, racks Baby, racks Yeah, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah You see me when I walk out on the clouds I see a big hole, then I run into it, oh, yeah Feelin' a lil' complacent, you know what I mean? Aimin' at your love, who to be? You say you ain't lovin' no one but me I left you at the door, so I ain't got you a key You won't be locked out, oh, woah We had nothin' when we started My friends fuck all my friends My friends fuck all my friends My friends don't want nothin' but twins My friends fuck all my friends My friends fuck all my friends Tell me If you love me right now If you love me ever (If you love me ever) If you love me forever (If you love me forever) Tell me Who gettin' the money? Spider, everybody I know The Bent' got all curtains, the hours service She almost make me feel like it was worth it My bitch the boss, but she like small purses (Yeah) You want a Bentley, one with no curtains (Woah) You bad, shawty, but do not curve me We can just vibe, but that's on point, I'm tryna have sex with you I let her get a massage inside a Bentley coupe (Ayy) Why would you come and try to finesse me When I bought everything for two? (Ayy) I was hittin' your friend, but I cut that off for you Did it like a real nigga, solid, you ain't have a clue Viral on the internet and now my baby mad Actin' like I lost my player card and went out bad We was talkin' 'bout somethin' serious and it just made me sad Why would I cry over a bitch? I gave the gun up, police You was supposed to call me back, but I'm glad that you didn't I was turnt up and I got rich and messy My homie girl cheated with my other homie and he blew his brains I seen an opp, so you know me, I had to flex my chains Told shawty that she ain't nothin' like my hoes, she lame You said you dead and then you told And then they took your stain (Woah) She asked me am I still gangster? And I said, "Probably" I told her, "Shawty, I'm Blac Kenan, I need me a Barbie" (Ayy) Fast forward, they dressin' like me in 2012 (Ayy) I can get you rich, boy, make sure you prevail I come from dumb rich south, they'll kill you if you tell You don't take care of your kids, but if you gangster, then you real Flyin' out to Paris, the Benz is where we at I'm piped up, so my hotel a residence Huh, stamp the passport, out the country with it Huh, serve your papa, R&B got all hits Had enough of rockin' the black, I'm goin' rose kit You got nothin' on your wrist, your arm, and on your necklace Yeah, you steady complainin', but ain't fixed yet Half a mil' for the Richard, but the right time on my Rolex Playin' by rich nigga rules and we can kick it Up a lot of M's, I promise you my kids straight Oh, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dreams, they really do come true Dreams, they really do come true Dreams, they really do come true Dreams, they really do come true