Dream Walker - NLB Devi

Pinch me Is this real This feeling of release I'm floating in your heaven In the corners of my dreams Tasting life Numb again Close my eyes It begins I cannot stumble here I am safe inside my head When I wake up I'll forget I'll come back to my mess I will not leave Stay asleep Slip further in My ecstasy Safe inside my mind I hide Safe inside my mind I hide Safe inside my mind I hide Safe inside my mind I hide Tasting life Numb again Close my eyes It begins I will not leave Stay asleep Slip further in My ecstasy

Well, I hit that hit song lottery In-laws are finally proud of me And after taxes, I'm probably The richest guy I know Got a pair of jet skis in my yard Paid off my trailer, hell, I could buy the park But guess what, y'all? Life's still hard As far as livin' goes Yeah, I'ma little bit higher up on that Nashville ladder But money didn't fix anythin' that really matters But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad Work's still the wheel, and I'm still the hamster Still got prayers that God ain't answered Uncle Bill still got cancer But we're still on our knees And I'm still on empty at the fillin' station Tryna cope with Copenhagen Thank God I'm safe 'cause my life savings Can't save me from me I got a Zero-Turn John Deere that'll cut the grass faster I guess money can't fix anythin' that really matters But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad (so bad) Ooh-hoo-ooh, ooh Aright So maybe this song's a big ol' hit Maybe radio don't ever even touch it Guess the point of it is whatever you're doing Better do it 'cause you love it But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad See y'all, I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad

Boy you got a bitch zoning It's dam near 5 inna morning Kinda wish that I could clone it For the times when you're not around yeah Boy I'll never leave you lonely Be your one and only You need a main girl That fucks you like a side chick Let go and stop fucking around You need that sexy girl That independent That ridin' around this bitch and getting it That no blogging That hustle hard At home On the job Put it on ya like ooh Lord Real shit No fraud Hit the mall Then buy you somethin' I ain't frontin' Aye aye oh Don't nobody do it like you do I'm so ATL And I'm so Houston Baby can't you tell? That I know what I'm doing Baby can't you tell? That I know what I'm doing Thinking oh you got me crazy Shit Calling you baby Questions I used to say no to Now it's maybe Picture you turning me out All good All hood I can make sure that your love is never misunderstood I'll have you like she never had you Stop fucking around You need that sexy girl That independent That ridin' around this bitch and getting it That no blogging That hustle hard At home On the job Put it on ya like ooh Lord Real shit No fraud Hit the mall Then buy you somethin' I ain't fronting Aye aye oh Don't nobody do it like you do I'm so ATL I'm so Houston Baby can't you tell? Don't care Where you've been Who you've been with How it ended Just love me I don't care how recent Sure you got your reasons Boy pick up your future And leave the past I'll take your good and your bad First off fuck Wendy Williams Fuck TMZ Fuck these fake niggas These niggas ain't half me Yeah You know the clique (You know the clique) You see the chain (You see the chain) Jordan's on, Ozzie earrings (Ah) And I'm here with you They can't hold me down They can't hold me down Black and ugly as ever (Shit) However They know they still rockin' with the best ever Aye aye oh Don't nobody do me like you do I'm so ATL Boy I'm so Houston Baby can't you tell? (Tell) Tell (Tell) Tell Tell Baby can't you tell?