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Dreams of The Industry Video (MV)




Performed By: Russ Guapo
Language: English
Length: 4:29
Written by: Russell Thomas




Russ Guapo - Dreams of The Industry Lyrics




I went to sleep broke
I was dreaming about a million baby
I don't make this music
For you niggas entertainment
I gotta daughter on the way
That's just more motivation
Staying right up out the way
Can't be involved in no situations

Niggas don't know how to grind
Let me and cully demonstrate it
I gotta pay my debts
By any means
To cut a check

Was chasing fame
I kept my soul
I move w no regrets

If this one on one
We are not the same
With all due respect
I been at this shit my whole life
You was never next

I ain't never fold
Bend or break
I ain't even stretch

Bitches tryna hit now days talking some sex
Only thing that's really on my mind is tryna not to hit
Only thing that's really on my mind is my daughters health
Provide for her, her mama and nobody else

Only had a hand full of people
I could call for help
Took all my struggles with lesson like I took the belt

Please, What you want from me
Running on the Grind
Even though my feet bleeding
Don't need new company
Keep the same ones round me
Circles staying small
That's just how it's gotta be

What you want from me
Running on the Grind
Even though my feet bleeding
Don't need new company
Keep the same ones round me
Circles staying small
That's just how it's gotta be

What's next, what's next

I went to sleep broke
I was dreaming about a million baby
I don't make this music
For you niggas entertainment
I gotta daughter on the way
That's just more motivation
Staying right up out the way
Can't be involved in no situations

Could've been Grade A seal in the US Navy

I done served this country too

I did my time in SEPS and Uncle Sam ain't even save me

Ain't get no respect for it

I'm working 5-5s plus OT just tryna make it

Running from my demons like Forrest

Selling what's-it? On the side

To provide for my baby

You can see the struts getting gory

I start to smoke too much I start getting lazy

But the high this journey gives me I swear it's so amazing

Some just live for it
Some that'll die for it

For what's to come but right now we just being dangerous

We been making hit for hit
F*ck tryn be famous
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I went to sleep broke
I was dreaming about a million baby
I don't make this music
For you niggas entertainment
I gotta daughter on the way
That's just more motivation
Staying right up out the way
Can't be involved in no situations

Niggas don't know how to grind
Let me and cully demonstrate it
I gotta pay my debts
By any means
To cut a check

Was chasing fame
I kept my soul
I move w no regrets

If this one on one
We are not the same
With all due respect
I been at this shit my whole life
You was never next

I ain't never fold
Bend or break
I ain't even stretch

Bitches tryna hit now days talking some sex
Only thing that's really on my mind is tryna not to hit
Only thing that's really on my mind is my daughters health
Provide for her, her mama and nobody else

Only had a hand full of people
I could call for help
Took all my struggles with lesson like I took the belt

Please, What you want from me
Running on the Grind
Even though my feet bleeding
Don't need new company
Keep the same ones round me
Circles staying small
That's just how it's gotta be

What you want from me
Running on the Grind
Even though my feet bleeding
Don't need new company
Keep the same ones round me
Circles staying small
That's just how it's gotta be

What's next, what's next

I went to sleep broke
I was dreaming about a million baby
I don't make this music
For you niggas entertainment
I gotta daughter on the way
That's just more motivation
Staying right up out the way
Can't be involved in no situations

Could've been Grade A seal in the US Navy

I done served this country too

I did my time in SEPS and Uncle Sam ain't even save me

Ain't get no respect for it

I'm working 5-5s plus OT just tryna make it

Running from my demons like Forrest

Selling what's-it? On the side

To provide for my baby

You can see the struts getting gory

I start to smoke too much I start getting lazy

But the high this journey gives me I swear it's so amazing

Some just live for it
Some that'll die for it

For what's to come but right now we just being dangerous

We been making hit for hit
F*ck tryn be famous
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Writer: Russell Thomas
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