[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