Closer to My Dreams

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Joker Recklezz

Joker Recklezz is a musical artist known for his contributions to the drill rap scene. His music often features aggressive and confrontational lyrics, discussing street life and his personal experiences. He has gained a following for his gritty and raw style, and his music often reflects the realities of life in urban areas. more »

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Yeah, getting closer to my dreams
Yeah, getting closer to my dreams
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, yeah, I'm getting closer to my dreams
Every day I be up, I swear to God I can't sleep
I'm only focused on money, sometimes I can't think
You only focused on bitches, till that bitch pull a scheme
I be patient for riches, swear to God I get cream
Never had to show feelings, I wear my heart on my sleeve
I ain't talking pot roast, I'm finna let this shit steam
Got a couple bald heads, hit em with Mr. Clean
Yeah, we finna hit em with some bald heads
This bitch ain't got no ass, just all legs
This nigga taking down notes, think the nigga fed
This bitch don't even ask for dick, just a fucking bread
That one nigga threw up on a lick, think that nigga scared
If you out here serving to these niggas, watch how you play it
My one homie almost got his shit took, left that nigga dead
That one bitch ain't throw the coochie, so I ask for head
Yeah, I wear my heart on my arm
That one nigga up the pole, swear to God I disarmed him
This nigga tried to break in, the 45 alarmed him
I was trying to be nice, I ain't even wanna harm him
Niggas hating on me, all this shit I earned it
If you ain't got it now, mean your ass don't deserve it
Got some songs in the vault, that mean these shits is preserving
If you don't feel like copping, man this shit ain't worth it
Don't try to cop if you ain't got the pape
I been trying to scam all week, I do it every day
I don't care if I'm at work, I'm catching every play
That nigga talking down on the gang, he catching every fade
This bitch sucked a dick so good, she tried to make me stay
I had to get rid of this Glock, I had to throw away
I'm throwing this dog like a pitch, he catch it every way
Told bro to keep the stash down, it's a heavy weight
This bitch just want my fucking cheese, so I can't do dates
I need me a decent lil bag, can't sell no eighths
Ain't no eighths only quarters
I don't even like to sell the pot, his only snorters
As I'm shooting my shot with this bitch, I know I scored her
Her pops talk shit, so I'm fucking niggas daughters
The way we keep them old ass poles, they call us hoarders

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