Close out the cosmic ride with “Dreams Rarely Do Come True,” the heartfelt finale to Young Thug‘s expansive album UY SCUTI, out now via YSL Records, Atlantic, and 300 Entertainment. Released today on September 26, 2025, this 18-track project is Thug’s first full-length since his October 2024 prison release following the RICO trial, and it pulls from “fucking space” for its starry inspiration, as he shared in a GQ cover story. Named after the universe’s largest known star, UY SCUTI captures Thug’s larger-than-life role in hip-hop, mixing trap innovation with raw reflection over an hour-plus runtime.
This closing track brings in Mariah the Scientist, Thug’s girlfriend, for one of the album’s most personal moments, blending their soulful vocals over gentle, introspective beats that contrast the earlier flex anthems. Fans are already calling it a tender anchor, tying the project’s arc of elevation and escape with lines that ponder ambition’s rare payoffs amid real-life hurdles. It echoes the vulnerability in collabs like Travis Scott’s “Pipe Down” or Cardi B’s “On The News,” but strips back to pure emotion, making it a standout for those drawn to Thug’s softer side. Whether you’re replaying for the duo’s chemistry or the way it resolves UY SCUTI’s themes of dreams deferred, this one lands with quiet power, proving Thug’s orbit includes room for real talk. Dive into the Dreams Rarely Do Come True lyrics below and unpack its tender close. Don’t miss other UY SCUTI tracks like Whoopty Doo for more of Thug’s cosmic trap glow.
| Lead Vocals | Young Thug & Mariah The Scientist |
| Songwriter | Young Thug & Mariah The Scientist |
| Music Producer | [?] |
| Label | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
| Release Date | September 26, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
Lyrics of Dreams Rarely Do Come True by Young Thug
[Part I]
[Verse 1: Mariah The Scientist]
I’m So Apprehensive, Think I Know What’s Coming
Think I Know The Difference Between This And What I Wanted
Thinking I’m Submissive When I’m Just A Comet
Thinking That These Are The Makings Of A Perfect Woman
Thinking That I Know Myself, I Just Know How It Feel
Right Before Everything Went Numb
I Feel Like No One Else
Like The Sole One Left And My Neck Piece One Of One
And I’m Growing Complacent
Everybody’s Failing Expectations
But Everything Just Isn’t Worth Complaining About, Baby
It’s Only Your Breathe Your Wasting
’cause Everyones Impatient
No One Even Shows Appreciation
And Everyone Around Should Know Theres More To This Life, Baby
[Bridge: Young Thug]
Oh, Oh, Oh
Ooh, Baby
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
You See Me When I Walk Out On The Crowds
I See Your Big Heart And I’m Burning Through It
Oh Yeah, Feeling A Lil’ Complacent If You Know What I Mean
Aiming At Your Love With A Beam
Said You Ain’t Love No One, But Me
I Left You At The Door So I Had Got You A Key
You Won’t Be Locked Out, Oh, No
We Got Nothin’ When We Starting
F**k My Friends, F**k All My Friends
F**k My Friends, F**k All My Friends
F**k My Friends, I Don’t Want Nothin’ But Twins
F**kMy Friends, F**k All My Friends
F**k My Friends, F**k All My Friends
Tell Me, If You Love Me Right Now
If You Love Me Ever, If You Love Me Ever
If You Love Me Forever, If You Love Me Forever
Tell Me
[Part Ii]
[Verse: Young Thug]
Who Get No Money, Spider? Everybody I Know
The Bent’ Got All Curtains, I F**ked Her, I Was Serviced
She Almost Made Me Feel Like Shit Was Worth It
My B**ch A Boss, But She Like Small Purses (Yeah, Yeah)
You Want A Bentley, One With No Curtains (Woah, Woah)
You Bad Shawty, But You Not Curvy
We Can Just Vibe, But That’s On Point, I’m Tryna Have Sex With You
I Let Her Get A Massage Inside A Bentley Coupe
Why Would You Come And Try To Finesse Me
When I Bought Everything For Two? (Yeah)
I Was Hittin’ Your Friend, But I Cut That Ho Off For You
Did It Like A Real Nigga, Solid, You Didn’t Have A Clue
Viral On The Internet And Now My Baby Mad
Acting Like I Lost My Player Card And Went Out Bad
We Was Talkin’ ’bout Somethin’ Serious And It Just Made Me Sad
Why Would I Cry Over A B**ch, I Gave To Gunna Police Ass?
You Was Supposed To Call Me Back, But I’m Glad That You Didn’t
I Was Turned Up And I Got Rich And Messy
My Homie Girl Cheated With My Other Homie And He Blew His Brain
I Seen Her Opps, So You Know Me I Had To Flex My Chain
Told Shorty That She Ain’t Nothin’ Like My Ho, She Lame
You Said You Dead And Then You Told And Then They Took Your Stain (Woah)
She Asked Me Am I Still Gangsta And I Said, “Probably”
I Told Her Lil’ Shorty, “I’m Black Ken And I Need Me A Barbie” (Hey)
Fast Forward, They Dressin’ Like Me In 2012 (Hey)
I Can Get You Rich, But Make Sure You Prevail
I Come From Germany, South They’ll Kill You If You Tell
You Don’t Take Care Of Your Kids, But If You’re Gay So Then You’re Real
Flyin’ Out To Paris, The Benz Is Where We Land
I’m Piped Up So My Hotel A Resident
Huh, Stamp The Passport Out Of Country With It
Serve Your Papa R&B, Got All Hits
Had Enough Of Rockin’ The Black, I’m Goin’ Rose Kit
You Got Nothin’ On Your Wrist And Your Arm And On Your Necklace
Yeah, You Started Complaining, But Ain’t Fixed Yet
Half A Mil’ For The Richard, But The Right Time On My Rolex
Playin’ By Rich Nigga Rule And We Can Kick It
Up A Lot Of M’s, I Promise You My Kids Straight
[Outro: Young Thug]
Oh, Woah, Oh
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Dreams, They Really Do Come True
Dreams, They Really Do Come True
(Dreams, They Really Do Come True)
(Dreams, They Really Do Come True)
