[De-Lor] Every so often dreams come true [Verse 1: Aziz] Daydreams of a Spaceshot Yeah Every so often an author pens a novel That the fans can appreciate Stress, it alleviates Please understand the work that goes to making songs too I lock myself in bedrooms closed shades with long moons Long nights and hard work, can't leave like yard work Write all night my palms hurt, no sleep til the song works It's all sweet for you squares like Starburst Try to lift the weight of the world I bet your arms hurt I'm here to spot you, we can lift this sh** together So when we own the world we can both control the weather Send the globe into orbit like a teather on three No blasphemy but I need a Coretta Scott King I ain't want a girl until now I'm metamorphing To a man, from a boy who led his life on the move It's not simply just a beat hook and verses It's the tale of missing persons who won't find peace in hearses [Hook: De-Lor] Turn the lights down low Close your eyes Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh) I want the life money can't buy I know every so often, dreams come true [Verse 2: Aziz] Man, who don't want the money money money with some diamond chandeliers If you looking for a lame you won't find him up in here We high and we stoned Cash backed by piles of gold Getting laid out on the shore of the Isle of Sholes With a lady on my side we can ride on the road sh**, we can share the chores she could wash I can fold Working hard to cause my pops is tired I'm on the road to success you can't pop my tires So stop it I'm not relying on other motherf**ers to come up another level There's hundreds of n***as rapping so come up with something better Before you're on the bulls-eye son You get none like chucks Honestly, honesty really doesn't come by much And if it lived next door it wouldn't come by once Looking back, I was dumb I trusted so many of these guys Looking at me like they got three eyes This sh** is in my jeans like levis [Hook: De-Lor] Turn the lights down low Close your eyes Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh) I want the life money can't buy I know every so often, dreams come true [Verse 3: Aziz] Pick your poison, you picking pockets, I'm picking fate My mind and my body are travelling through different states So when I'm backseat cramped as my manager goes Driving 10 hours for an unpaid show Going on in front of thousands while I'm sick as a dog Sweating hard, barely can see I live in a fog When I can barely stand and I spit that last 16 Hope you understand this is more than music to me Cause time is money. That's why the rich have a lot And patience is a virtue that I do not have in stock I do this for the love, the music has become me You squares used to have drive similar to Humvees And I become complacent in a one man race When I cross the finish line, take a snap shot of my face That picture gonna speak a thousand words Of hard work, hold up your ones cause I'm in first, for sure, hey [Hook: De-Lor] Turn the lights down low Close your eyes Every so often, dreams come true. (Oh) I want the life money can't buy I know every so often, dreams come true