Lyrics:
Twenty years
Twenty years ago
Man I have been at this for twenty years
Twenty years ago first show I was twenty years old
Time flies I don't know where it goes
Pulled up bumpin J through the speakers of a hoppdie
Now it’s barricades and black SUVS
Time flies when you're miserable
First album was a CD now everything is digital
Can't believe I lived through everything I've been through
House filled with black dudes I slept in the living room
Late night studio
Rapping in the basement
Missed out on my son as a kid didn't raise him
Caught a few cases got locked up in state pen
I remember Tamen was eight then.
I was poor sleeping on the floor it’s depressing
I knew I wanted more I guess it was a blessing
Now I am writing album number four in the west wing

Did a bunch of tours
I can afford the best things
I went from broke as a joke to rich as it gets
I went from deadbeat dad to raising my kid
I went from hell in a cell to be able to live
went from poor to wealth and I hate this

A Dollar and a Dream it ain't always what it seems
So be careful what you wish for
A Dollar and a Dream it ain't always what it seems
be careful what you wish for

Life long friends that will stab you in the back
There the first ones that will ask for some cash I can't even talk to my Dad without his hand out
I was least likely to succeed I’m the man now
Ten cars in the polebarn I don't even drive
Four wheelers dirt bikes I don't even ride
I just sit in this chair, blank stare look outside
That’s a hell of a price to pay for this life
Matter fact you know I've been to hell and back twice
Angels stuck by my side that I should have made my wife
But I spend all my time online looking at pictures of instagram models thats my addiction
Fly em out give em free this aint free
Stay up all night lose sleep get what I need Its a disease you ain't paying them to stay you paying them to leave

A Dollar and a Dream it ain't always what it seems
So be careful what you wish for
A Dollar and a Dream it ain't always what it seems
be careful what you wish for

All I see is unfamiliar faces
Did my song racism thought I wouldnt say it
On tour California called me racist
Boycotted shows tryin to keep me off stages
I just keep my middle finger in the air
I’m the reason that I'm here are we clear
Your in the rearview I can't even hear you
Double what I did in year one and year two
So here's to
Never being satisfied, always feeling sad inside
Tell me whose down to ride feelin like a homicide
Always gonna speak my mind
At Least I tell the truth, tell me why you always lie.

Im done man, i'm not good with this sad rap
That's just how I feel It's like
a dollar and a dream it ain't always what it seems
It's like a dollar and a dream it ain't always what it seems
Be careful what you wish for

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