Nappy Roots, Gold Griffith - Closer To My Dreams lyrics

It's calling me, I swear the trouble be calling me
But they can't see, I'm getting closer to my dreams, yeah
You do you, and I'm a do me
Cause finally, I'm getting closer to my dreams

My lining sharp but they ain't catch me at da barbershop
I'm in my master bathroom clippin' whiskers on my counter top
Versace Man cologne sprayed all on my body parts
Catch me starrin' at that mirror Hard tryna find a flaw (I don't)
Most likely they won't catch me like a volleyball
See Stilley be at home alone like McCauley Cull
Can never catch him duckin' like he tiny Smalls
Unless he tryna keep off the Radar of Johnny law
They'll prolly find it odd dat I'm too drunk to drive a car
But got the unmitigated Gall to get behind the bar
Servin' alcohol to colleagues off in college park
The game is sold separately, definitely, a la carte

It's calling me, I swear the trouble be calling me
But they can't see, I'm getting closer to my dreams, yeah
You do you, and I'm a do me
Cause finally, I'm getting closer to my dreams

The grind never ceases to amaze me
Imagine flying on the highest cloud this view is so amazing
It's crazy how every one is diggin' on our Hazy, Not Just NE
You couldn't have told me this when I was 20
That I'd be in this position, and I'd be printing up money
I'm laughing to the bank, but this shit ain't even that funny
I'm just smiling, I don't give a damn about the outcome
Been doin' it for a while somehow with out one
But now I found sum'n', got taps flowing like a fountain
Teamwork makes the dream work when climbing up a mountain
Catch me like a phrase on a t-shirt, reaction like a knee jerk
Adjust me on the mids and cut me up on the reverb

It's calling me, I swear the trouble be calling me
But they can't see, I'm getting closer to my dreams, yeah
You do you, and I'm a do me
Cause finally, I'm getting closer to my dreams

Don't worry be Nappy that's the new catch phrase
Always keep it nappy and you won't catch fades
I graduated school of hard knocks, I passed with all A's
Back then I was passing J's, to all my classmates
Still today, I'm stuffing roaches, off in the ashtray
Pouring liquor out to my loved ones, that all passed away
Jesus turned water to wine that's what my pastor say
Ceez a turn water to beer I'm on a glass a day
By the six round I'm feeling like I'm Cassius clay
Fuck it it's nothing I'm born to roll like I'm master ace
Shooting shots of moonshine without the nasty face
I get high float off like Wilson in cast a way

It's calling me, I swear the trouble be calling me
But they can't see, I'm getting closer to my dreams, yeah
You do you, and I'm a do me
Cause finally, I'm getting closer to my dreams, yeah

I'm getting closer to my dreams naw
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm getting closer to my dreams
Closer to my dreams
Closer to my dreams naw
Yeah