LOTTERY

Lyrics

[Intro: nobigdyl.] Dirty south Mmm [Pre-Chorus: nobigdyl.] Dirty south, can y'all really feel us? East coast feel us, west coast feel us Dirty south, yeah, can y'all really feel us? East coast feel us, west coast [Chorus: nobigdyl.] Tryna come up, we got a lot of dreams, yeah, ayy Taking my chances like the lottery, like the lottery (931, 615) Tryna come up, we got a lot of dreams, yeah, ayy (Dyllie) Taking my chances like the lottery, like the lottery (Alright) [Verse 1: nobigdyl.] Dyllie had to get it from the jump (Dyllie) Knew I had to spit or hit a dunk (Hit a dunk) Me and all my homies in the yo Spilling out our dreams in microphones Momma front the bill, she set it up (Yeah) Nervous little boy, I couldn't front (What?) Momma had to call the homie Smoke Step into the booth and here we go Got the FruityLoops off of Limewire (Limewire) Practice interviews watching Nardwuar (Nardwuar) I was in love, I couldn't fake that (Nah) Me and my crew tryna crank that We had the mass appeal inside the cafeteria Spitting raps about money and bad material (Psh) I was passionate, my homie passed the pen We hit the grind and beat as they were gathering And called them battles, but we would all laugh as friends And in the end, we'd go back to the class as kin We were the hallway kings (Kings), most lit teams (Teams) One kiss from a chick, that's a big ring (Ring) Back then, walk it out with some pristine And the 3 Stacks verse with the Sixteen Would'a gave it all up just for this dream (Yeah) Didn't know that God was listening [Chorus: nobigdyl.] Tryna come up, we got a lot of dreams, yeah, ayy Taking my chances like the lottery, like the lottery, ayy Tryna come up, we got a lot of dreams, yeah, ayy (Lot of dreams) Taking my chances like the lottery, like the lottery [Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell] '06, got the call that Martin died Seen my mama face, she was horrified Tried to walk around with a smile on Play it real cool, but I couldn't put my heart aside Couple years later, momma got sick Now it's getting to harder to be happy Spending every single second putting poems in a notebook All my homies left me lonely, they would party, I was rapping I was in and out depression, tryna find a way up out it Writing down bars in the middle of the class Told a girl about my dreams, all she ever did was doubted Couple years pass, things moving real fast Now I'm sixteen, labels wanna fly me out Two tapes under the belt and one on the way Couple people said a couple nice words about me online Now my haters got nothing to say Met a few people that I used to put on my playlist Turns out, they ain't who I thought they was Few years in the game, now I'm acclimated Off of being myself, I done caught some buzz But I'm still lightyears away from my goals Mom got bills and chemo ain't cheap I ain't have bread to buy my school clothes Didn't do assignments, I would sell beats Walking through the halls with my headphones on Not a dollar in my pocket, tryna tryna come up on a meal Scheming in the studio, plotting on a mill' I was flat broke, said "No" to a deal I need all of mine, yeah, I said it, I need all of mine They just see me as a dollar sign I'm tryna own the building, working overtime For every single dark night, I'm supposed to shine, you feel me [Outro: Kaleb MItchell & nobigdyl.] I'm from a place where they really don't stay, but you really never leave (Really never leave) Every single thing that I said I would, that's what I'm gon' be (What I'm gon' be) Nothing's impossible, nothing's impossible if you believe (If you believe) I got this ticket that's right in my hand and I'm Tryna come up, we got a lot of dreams, yeah