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LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye
LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

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LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

[Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] (I was dreamin' of the past) It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players, uh We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas, uh (And my heart was beatin' fast) I got plenty, it's so many, yeah They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"  [Verse 1: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin' My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin' (I began to lose control) Now pass the champagne to the champion My niggas get money, get money, get money like Ye samplin' (I began to lose control) Gun stutter, make the drumline like Grambling MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion (I was dreamin' of the past) Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin "Laen-ven" Fuck who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins (And my heart was beatin' fast) Not me, they censor and block me You hollerin', "Top five," I only see top me Award shows the only way you bitches could rob me (I was dreamin' of the past)  [Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players Clip 'em, baby, if he flinch at the price of Bottega, uh (And my heart was beatin' fast) I got plenty, it's so many, yeah They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"  [Verse 2: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin' Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin' You and your bitch income combinin' (I began to lose control) I'm sending' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin' Find 'em, I came up with Enzo drifters (I began to lose control) So you gots understand there's a difference There's window stickers and window lickers (I was dreamin' of the past) You know the type, always tryna get in your picture I was tryna get the dope through, in your sister (And my heart was beatin' fast) We weren't baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes, hah (I was dreamin' of the past)  [Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players, uh We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas, uh (And my heart was beatin' fast) I got plenty, it's so many, yeah They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"  [Verse 3: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway] Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design Critics: "He's out of his mind"; haters: "He's out of his prime" (I began to lose control) Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control) I was bored by these albums so it gotta be time No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine (I was dreamin' of the past) Huff and Puff in the club, then I gotta be Shyne  [Verse 4: Kanye West & Donny Hathaway] Properties all across the board, this monopoly's mine (And my heart was beatin' fast) 'Came a minister in my prime so I gotta be Shyne I used to watch The Fresh Prince and pray the house would be mine Coulda bought it, but I ain't like the way the kitchen design (I was dreamin' of the past) Born in the manger, the son of a stranger When daddy's not home, the family's in danger (And my heart was beatin' fast)  [Outro: Pusha T] I got plenty, it's so many, yeah They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"
LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

LYRICS — DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye

[Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
(I was dreamin' of the past)
It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players, uh
We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas, uh
(And my heart was beatin' fast)
I got plenty, it's so many, yeah
They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"

[Verse 1: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
Bruh, you niggas ain't flexin', you crampin'
My weight keepin' niggas on the bikes like Amblin
Weight loss, rent loss, scramblin' (I began to lose control)
Now pass the champagne to the champion
My niggas get money, get money, get money like Ye samplin' (I began to lose control)
Gun stutter, make the drumline like Grambling
MGM gamblin', blew a small mansion (I was dreamin' of the past)
Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin "Laen-ven"
Fuck who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins (And my heart was beatin' fast)
Not me, they censor and block me
You hollerin', "Top five," I only see top me
Award shows the only way you bitches could rob me (I was dreamin' of the past)

[Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players
Clip 'em, baby, if he flinch at the price of Bottega, uh (And my heart was beatin' fast)
I got plenty, it's so many, yeah
They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"

[Verse 2: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
Bruh, you niggas ain't drip, you dryin'
Kevlar in his Balenciaga jacket linin'
You and your bitch income combinin' (I began to lose control)
I'm sending' Lorraine Schwartz diamond minin'
Find 'em, I came up with Enzo drifters (I began to lose control)
So you gots understand there's a difference
There's window stickers and window lickers (I was dreamin' of the past)
You know the type, always tryna get in your picture
I was tryna get the dope through, in your sister (And my heart was beatin' fast)
We weren't baggin' up the work, wouldn't be no dishes
Be no Christmas, mistletoe, be no kisses
Made a way for ourselves, we ain't need no wishes, hah (I was dreamin' of the past)

[Chorus: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
It's levels, it's layers, so pray for the players, uh
We hollowed the walls in back of bodegas, uh (And my heart was beatin' fast)
I got plenty, it's so many, yeah
They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"

[Verse 3: Pusha T & Donny Hathaway]
Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just a better design
Critics: "He's out of his mind"; haters: "He's out of his prime" (I began to lose control)
Yet, always where the money's at like lottery signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control)
I was bored by these albums so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so it gotta be mine (I was dreamin' of the past)
Huff and Puff in the club, then I gotta be Shyne

[Verse 4: Kanye West & Donny Hathaway]
Properties all across the board, this monopoly's mine (And my heart was beatin' fast)
'Came a minister in my prime so I gotta be Shyne
I used to watch The Fresh Prince and pray the house would be mine
Coulda bought it, but I ain't like the way the kitchen design (I was dreamin' of the past)
Born in the manger, the son of a stranger
When daddy's not home, the family's in danger (And my heart was beatin' fast)

[Outro: Pusha T]
I got plenty, it's so many, yeah
They say, “Gimme, he got plenty, yeah"

DREAMIN OF THE PAST By Pusha T, Ye Song Credits 

Written By
John Lennon, Kanye West & Pusha T
Copyright ©
Universal Music Group, G.O.O.D. Music & Def Jam Recordings
Phonographic Copyright ℗
Universal Music Group, G.O.O.D. Music & Def Jam Recordings
Studio Personnel
Michelle Mancini, Anthony Vilchis, Trey Station, Manny Marroquin, Zach Pereyra, Noah Hashimoto, Andrew Coleman, Nate Alford & Robert Ulsh
Recording Engineer
Robert Ulsh, Nate Alford & Andrew Coleman
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mastering Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Assistant Recording Engineer
Noah Hashimoto

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