06 dreamin Lyrics – Cordae

Read the full 06 dreamin lyrics by Cordae along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Cordae’s music, you can also explore Intro (The Crossroads) and A Good Day, two other songs by Cordae.

[Intro]
Yeah, word
I got a story to tell
Yeah, ayy, check it
Ayo, ayo

[Verse 1]
My mom had once tried out for American Idol
I was eight years old, back home, feeling entitled
Went to school the next day, eyes gleaming with hope
Plotting on the J’s I’d get when she finally blows
Watching MTV Cribs, you know, the spin-off for kids

I just knew when she won, that’s just how we would liv
randma babysitting us, paper plates in the kitchen
I was heartbroken when she didn’t make the audition
Next morning filled with gloom, back to regular life
My dreams of being a rich kid would finally die
Fu*k working hard, n!gga, boy, I’m tryna be fly
Hand-me-downs from my cousin, these ain’t even my size
Fu*k writing a verse with a sweet sixteen
I’m tryna be on MTV for my sweet sixteen
Red run, elder son got a Lambo for his
They making fun of my Shaqs, I can’t handle this s*it
Back to mom’s dream-chasing
I used to cry when she’d leave for the studio when we lived in East Aiken
Another demo that was shopped around and ain’t make it
So then I started writing in that basement, it went like

[Bridge]
It went like
It went like
It went like
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Ayo, my mom had once tried out for Making The Band
She made it to the third episode, was taking a stand

You know the season where Puff made ’em run six miles?
Now look what happened to Puff, crazy how it work out
It take me back to the days, I’m sitting up on the couch
Still counting my blessings, Uncle John watching Westerns
Headphones in, my pen game steadily progressing
This lil’ hobby of mine had turned into an obsession
Now, this is back in ’06, now I’m back in ’05
Mama had to choose between her dreams and keeping a job
I said, “Mama, maybe you should make a dancing song”
She said, “Son, that type of music don’t last too long”
Dream deferred, meanwhile, my dreams is worse
Explicit bars, but I swore I wrote the cleanest verse
Fast-forward, I’m fifteen and got the biggest plans
I’ll make it big since my mama didn’t get the chance
N!gga, that’s real