[Verse 1]
Gimme a pen, a pad, a beat and a booth
And I am smooth…truth
I soothe the beat its melody and drums
Cause this is jus what I do
Now I formulate a plan and idea
In my open state when my thoughts is clear
Yeah and no its not my year
But I still kick it, im pretty much wit it
Admit it every time I lay verse, I get bigger
And you can go and say you worse I won't tinker
Or even fail
My train of thoughts never gets derailed
To cool for high school
And I won't stop till the game does just what I do
I suggest you get out my way
Sophisticated Dream Chasers and we say
[Hook]
Don't let em hold you back
Don't let em hold you back
Don't let em hold you back
Best Believe we believe in ourselves
Don't let em hold you back
Don't let em hold you back
Don't let em hold you back
Best Believe we believe in ourselves
[Verse 2]
Ok alright throw your hands up to the sky
Ok alright throw your hands up to the sky
We take our time to perfect rhymes
Orchestra it all, just to sublime
No rush , no fuss and no flooding the game
Jus sit back, relax and do jus us
Plus the plan for me, is to be
Give em reality and not fantasy
And actually, gradually
Move to the stop where I am glad to be
We gonna kick down doors
And grab every award for sure
Therefore I suggest you get out my way
Sophisticated Dream Chasers and we say
[Hook]
[Break]
One time
Two time
Three times
One time
Two times
Three times
[Hook]
[Outro]
Ok alright throw your hands up to the sky
Ok alright throw your hands up to the sky