
Am I Dreaming Metro Boomin, A$AP Rocky & Roisee
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[Chorus: Roisee, Young Thug]
Not done fightin'
I don't feel I've lost
Am I dreamin'?
Is there more like us?
Got me feelin'
Like it's all too much
I feel beaten
But I can't give up
I'm still fightin' (Metro)
I don't feel I've lost
Am I dreamin'?
Is there more like us?
Got me feelin'
Like it's all too much
I feel beaten
But I can't give up
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, wakin' up, feelin' like the thankful one
Count up my ones, lacin' up my favorite 1s
One-of-a-kind, one of one, the only one
Got one shot and one chance to take it once
Kiss my mama on the forehead, 'forе I get the code rеd
'Cause I was born, bred to go in, toast ready
Swing by 410, beef patty, cornbread
In the concrete jungle, where my home is
All get focused, all raise your toastes
The nickname: Mr. Keen-To-Do-the-Mostest
I was livin' down bad in my folks' crib
Now I'm laughin' to the bank and the joke is
Did more things than folks did, or folks get
We been gettin' this fly since some poor kids
My rich friends and my broke friends coexist
They love to mix, and we know what it is
Not done fightin'
I don't feel I've lost
Am I dreamin'?
Is there more like us?
Got me feelin'
Like it's all too much
I feel beaten
But I can't give up
I'm still fightin' (Metro)
I don't feel I've lost
Am I dreamin'?
Is there more like us?
Got me feelin'
Like it's all too much
I feel beaten
But I can't give up
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, wakin' up, feelin' like the thankful one
Count up my ones, lacin' up my favorite 1s
One-of-a-kind, one of one, the only one
Got one shot and one chance to take it once
Kiss my mama on the forehead, 'forе I get the code rеd
'Cause I was born, bred to go in, toast ready
Swing by 410, beef patty, cornbread
In the concrete jungle, where my home is
All get focused, all raise your toastes
The nickname: Mr. Keen-To-Do-the-Mostest
I was livin' down bad in my folks' crib
Now I'm laughin' to the bank and the joke is
Did more things than folks did, or folks get
We been gettin' this fly since some poor kids
My rich friends and my broke friends coexist
They love to mix, and we know what it is
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