A Dream - Adam Calhoun, Jelly Roll

Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

Had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

This shit weighs a ton on my chest it feels heavy

Woke up in this old broke down Chevy

Years of its prime passed by time forgotten

Truck bed rusted out, tires dry rotted

Gotta three speed shifter on the column bunch of mileage

Never went to college but got a bunch of knowledge

Got some old school Hank and some Waylon in the background

Thinkin bout how I came up cause I never backed down

Failures a good thing, you don’t failing you’re not trying

People say I can’t achieve it I say stop lying

I’m top five and never thought I’d be where I am

I am livin out my dreams, but still feelin like I’m dyin, dyin

Sittin on this old withered seat

The roots grow through this old truck from the old willow tree

But y’all don’t hear me though, even though I speak the truth

Gotta a bunch of gold records, what else do I need to do

I say I’m dreamin

I can wake up any second

Y’all been streamin all my records

I’ve been cooking up like breakfast

I’m just thankful for the blessings

Truth is you can do this music and lose it as fast as you get it

Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

Had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Father forgive me for I am a sinner

All of the times I do not remember

All of the crimes that I have committed

Addicted to women and poisonous venom

The pain I feel no less

I’m dreaming of days I wake up with no stress

Time winds like a Rolex

Till then it’s a nightmare, wake up with cold sweats

All of them nights I would drink and them was popping pills

Cocaine residue on rolled up dollar bills

Late nights, early mornings

Crack of dawn, mama yawning

Outside raining is pouring

In the basement weed is growing

Whoa

Police patrol on the regular

We don’t blow on that regular

Take the safe and the register

I know enemies having dreams that they beheaded

Just be quiet, don’t wake the devil up

Bitc, h we done leveled up

Not afraid of any man when I’m at war with myself

Went face to face with my demons and I sold water in hell

I’m just trying to make music and raise my daughter as well

I’d rather wake up in this truck than to be locked in a cell, ah hell

Had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream I woke up in an old pickup truck

Had a dream I said, look at me I said

Had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream

Bitch I

Bitch I had a dream