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[Waldo Verse 1]: (Talking) Dreams, are like repressed desires Of the things we wish we could truly have; Welcome home Do you think about me When you wake up in the middle of then night, know you can't sleep Heard this in the street, it's no land for the weak Head in the clouds while I land on my feet Taught to never put it down when I suffer defeat So I keep my head up, like my nose finna' bleed Yeah they talking like they know, but they don't though Tell me somethin', tell me somethin' I don't know [Verse 2]: Do you think about us? A.G.O the biggest team in the club since the fucking bouncers You ain't really fam, you ain't really round' us With all these niggas ridin' need a greyhound bus Yeah I said I loved her but, that's a bit much But for the love of this dream, I give this bitch up Now I'm hearing how I changed and I never switched up Picked up, but I don't run from the problems I just twist up [Outro]: Now I'm falling victim How'd they kick like an addiction? Give em' something to feel like prescription Been speaking on what's real like a scripture Now I'm falling victim How'd they kick like an addiction? Give em' something to feel like prescription By speaking on what's real..