Dreamin Of The Past
[00:00.000] 作词 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
[00:03.318] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[00:06.407] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
[00:09.422] I got plenty, It so many yeah
[00:12.169] They say give me, he got plenty yeah
[00:15.197] Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin'
[00:17.756] My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin
[00:20.970] Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin'
[00:23.950] Now pass the champagne to the champion
[00:26.078] My niggas get money, get money, get money
[00:28.252] Like Ye samplin'
[00:30.080] Gun stutta, make the drumline like Grambling
[00:32.939] MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion
[00:36.022] Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin Laen-ven
[00:38.939] **** who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins
[00:41.842] Not me, they censor and block me
[00:44.089] You hollerin' top five, I only see top three
[00:47.114] Award shows the only way you bitches can rob me
[00:51.263] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[00:53.580] Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega
[00:57.072] I got plenty, It so many yeah
[01:00.184] They say give me, he got plenty yeah
[01:03.208] Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin'
[01:05.747] Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
[01:08.760] You and your bitch income combinin'
[01:11.816] I'm sendin' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
[01:14.808] Find em, I came up with Enzo drifters
[01:17.679] So you gotta understand there's a difference
[01:20.209] There's window stickers and window lickers
[01:22.744] You know the type, always tryna get in yo picture
[01:26.609] I was tryna get the dope through, in yo sister
[01:29.665] We won baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes
[01:32.472] Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses
[01:35.621] Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes
[01:39.249] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[01:42.063] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
[01:45.445] I know many, I know many one
[01:48.165] Pop a benny, drop a dinny thun
[01:50.987] Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
[01:53.567] Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design
[01:56.615] Critics: he's out of his mind
[01:58.350] Haters: he's out of his prime
[01:59.650] Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs
[02:02.618] Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind
[02:05.523] I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
[02:08.624] No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine
[02:11.499] Huff and puff in the club, then I gotta be shine
[02:15.029] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[02:17.641] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
[00:03.318] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[00:06.407] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
[00:09.422] I got plenty, It so many yeah
[00:12.169] They say give me, he got plenty yeah
[00:15.197] Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin'
[00:17.756] My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin
[00:20.970] Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin'
[00:23.950] Now pass the champagne to the champion
[00:26.078] My niggas get money, get money, get money
[00:28.252] Like Ye samplin'
[00:30.080] Gun stutta, make the drumline like Grambling
[00:32.939] MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion
[00:36.022] Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin Laen-ven
[00:38.939] **** who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins
[00:41.842] Not me, they censor and block me
[00:44.089] You hollerin' top five, I only see top three
[00:47.114] Award shows the only way you bitches can rob me
[00:51.263] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[00:53.580] Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega
[00:57.072] I got plenty, It so many yeah
[01:00.184] They say give me, he got plenty yeah
[01:03.208] Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin'
[01:05.747] Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
[01:08.760] You and your bitch income combinin'
[01:11.816] I'm sendin' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
[01:14.808] Find em, I came up with Enzo drifters
[01:17.679] So you gotta understand there's a difference
[01:20.209] There's window stickers and window lickers
[01:22.744] You know the type, always tryna get in yo picture
[01:26.609] I was tryna get the dope through, in yo sister
[01:29.665] We won baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes
[01:32.472] Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses
[01:35.621] Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes
[01:39.249] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[01:42.063] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
[01:45.445] I know many, I know many one
[01:48.165] Pop a benny, drop a dinny thun
[01:50.987] Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
[01:53.567] Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design
[01:56.615] Critics: he's out of his mind
[01:58.350] Haters: he's out of his prime
[01:59.650] Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs
[02:02.618] Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind
[02:05.523] I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
[02:08.624] No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine
[02:11.499] Huff and puff in the club, then I gotta be shine
[02:15.029] It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
[02:17.641] We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
作词 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
作曲 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
I got plenty, It so many yeah
They say give me, he got plenty yeah
Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin'
My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin
Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin'
Now pass the champagne to the champion
My niggas get money, get money, get money
Like Ye samplin'
Gun stutta, make the drumline like Grambling
MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion
Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin Laen-ven
**** who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins
Not me, they censor and block me
You hollerin' top five, I only see top three
Award shows the only way you bitches can rob me
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega
I got plenty, It so many yeah
They say give me, he got plenty yeah
Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin'
Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
You and your bitch income combinin'
I'm sendin' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
Find em, I came up with Enzo drifters
So you gotta understand there's a difference
There's window stickers and window lickers
You know the type, always tryna get in yo picture
I was tryna get the dope through, in yo sister
We won baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes
Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses
Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
I know many, I know many one
Pop a benny, drop a dinny thun
Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design
Critics: he's out of his mind
Haters: he's out of his prime
Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine
Huff and puff in the club, then I gotta be shine
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
作曲 : Kanye West/Terrence Thornton/John Lennon
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
I got plenty, It so many yeah
They say give me, he got plenty yeah
Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin'
My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin
Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin'
Now pass the champagne to the champion
My niggas get money, get money, get money
Like Ye samplin'
Gun stutta, make the drumline like Grambling
MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion
Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin Laen-ven
**** who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins
Not me, they censor and block me
You hollerin' top five, I only see top three
Award shows the only way you bitches can rob me
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
Clip 'em baby if he flinch at the price of Bottega
I got plenty, It so many yeah
They say give me, he got plenty yeah
Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin'
Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
You and your bitch income combinin'
I'm sendin' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
Find em, I came up with Enzo drifters
So you gotta understand there's a difference
There's window stickers and window lickers
You know the type, always tryna get in yo picture
I was tryna get the dope through, in yo sister
We won baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes
Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses
Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
I know many, I know many one
Pop a benny, drop a dinny thun
Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design
Critics: he's out of his mind
Haters: he's out of his prime
Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine
Huff and puff in the club, then I gotta be shine
It's levels, it's layers so pray for the players
We hollow the walls in back of bodegas
