It's January 31st I'm in a 97 Volvo

Cruising down the street with my ace young Ricardo

Walk in the grocery store our skin got us cursed

Getting weird looks an old lady clinched her purse

Lady, I don't want your bag I'm too focused on mine

Instead of being offended I'm just used to it by now

So we rolled out of the store

Straight to the dealership

Copped a brand new bmw and I'm feeling it

We put that thing in drive

I'm just living life with my guy

But this life make me feel E like I'm Allen with the rock

When I came out my momma already had a different fight

An hour with my whip and all I see is blue lights

Officer what's the problem

License and registration

All he saw was black boy living and started hating

Martin ain't march for this we still dreaming up in this basement

I know God got a plan being patient boy we gon' make it like



Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land



It's February 17th young boy on his grind

He tryna' level up but he got too much on his mind

His mom hooked on drugs and his pop left at nine

So he's left in his room with no food just his rhymes

Next thing you know young homie in a gang

Drunk every night and last week he robbed a bank

Wrong crowd got my young boy going insane

Come back youngin' just come back to the dream

But my dude lost hope he don't wanna hear no more quotes

Said if God love me why He got me on the ropes

Why my pops don't love me why my mom on dope

Why my life in whirlwind I don't know if I can cope

Cause God testing ya patience

Promise that you gon' make it

You just gotta trust 'em to take it

The Promised Land is awaiting

Jesus ain't die for this we still dreaming up in the basement

I know God Got a plan being patient boy we gon' make it like



Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming

We gon' make it to the Promised Land