Morray – Dreamland (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Morray is here with “Dreamland”. Listen, stream, watch the video, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by DatBoiGetro & Andyr.

Morray Dreamland

It’s incredible to note how quickly Fayetteville rapper Morray skyrocketed onto the scene, his presence magnified by co-signs from J. Cole, Rick Ross, Jay-Z, and more. And though some might have been initially skeptical of an artist gaining such momentum so quickly, it’s easy to understand the young rapper’s appeal upon diving into his music. Blending strong melodies with authentic street reflections, there’s plenty to unpack across the singles he’s released thus far — a number that grows with the release of his new “Dreamland” drop.

Driven by an emotional piano progression, the nature of the track soon becomes evident as Morray’s painful reflections on his childhood come to light. “It was hard growing up like I did,” he sings. “Seeing everybody have this but I ain’t never had shit, like fuck Christmas and the birthday I ain’t ever had gifts.” As the drums hit, Morray expands the scope of his tale, looking back to a run-in with the law he experienced when he was only thirteen. “Couldn’t even catch a break from the state, caught a case,” he raps. “I was only thirteen had a mask on the face / I was five-foot five, had a nine on the waist / I was smart as a bitch and let my mind go to waste.”

Morray – Dreamland (prod. DatBoiGetro & Andyr)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah yeah oh
Yeah oh
Oh

[Chorus]
It was hard growing up like I did
Seeing everybody had this and I ain’t never have shit
Like fuck Christmas and a birthday, I ain’t never have gifts
Living a broken life, like a nigga acting in spike script
Hold on with the vice grip
This just how motha fuckin life is

[Verse 1]
Nigga, this is my life
Sad that I would do it for a price
B & E’s each and every single night, just to get the pockets right
Split it up even amongst the guys
Hard as fuck cuz it made the money tight
Couldn’t even catch a break from the state, caught a case
I was only thirteen, had a mask on the face
I was 5’5, had a nine on the waist
I was smart as a bitch and let my mind go to waste
I was always on my own
Making sure my moves were never known
Young as fuck but I was moving grown
Heart made of stone
Always thought that I would be alone
Even with the love that I was shown
Nobody ever gave a real fuck about me, so why would I give a fuck about ye
I was skinny, I was hungry, I ain’t have food to eat
Making trouble on the double dutch that’s how I released

[Chorus]
It was hard growing up like I did
Seeing everybody had this and I ain’t never have shit
Like fuck Christmas and a birthday, I ain’t never have gifts
Living a broken life like a nigga acting in spike script
Hold on with the vice grip
This just how motha fuckin life is

[Verse 2]
I can’t complain if I tried, a nigga only glad that he alive
Dealing with the pain, gotta keep it bottled up inside
I’m a black man, that’s how we survive
Can’t remember stable places, we was in n out of basements
Laying on some carpet ’cause its better than the pavement
Living in a motel, mama couldn’t make it
Daddy had another bitch, guess he couldn’t face it
Anything we ever gained he would try to come and take it
If she ever spoke about it he would lose his fuckin patience
Several different ways to beat her, can’t believe he’s so creative
Sad to say it to this day I still really fuckin hate him

[Chorus]
It was hard growing up like I did
Seeing everybody had this and I ain’t never have shit
Like fuck Christmas and a birthday I ain’t never have gifts
Living a broken life like a nigga acting in spike script
Hold on with the vice grip
This just how motha fuckin life is