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Bodega Bamz reminisces about his time selling drugs; in this instance, cocaine. Bamz tells the story of one of his fiend customers and said fiend’s drug-fueled descent. Bamz goes on to admit a sense of guilt, while at the same time feeling pride in supplying the streets.
The theme of drug-dealing g...
Part I
[Intro: Youth Is Dead]
I saw the Devil in my nightmare
Cocaine dreams took me right there
If you feel like I feel right now
I would never do you wrong
[Verse: Bodega Bamz]
Protect your neck with a rosary, all hail Father
Dry the money, still dirty when I step out the shower
Conversating with my shooter like, "Who really got power?
Let's dead 'em all, I ain't tryin' to be bothered"
Talking practice, I'll body a big gato
Part II
[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
Cocaine dreamin' (Dreamin')
Cocaine dreamin' (Cocaine)
Cocaine dreamin' (Dreamin')
Every fuckin' night and day! (Day)
Cocaine dreamin'
Cocaine dreamin'
Cocaine dreamin'
Every fuckin' night and day! (Day)
(Every fuckin' night and day!)
('til it take your fuckin' life away!)
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz]
Takin' it, takin' it back
Rememberin' days in the trap
I really be talkin' that life
I really be talkin' it right
Never seen a papi like me
In a view with a few [?], like
You ain't never seen a fiend, like
Get flee like Balmain stonewash be like
"Give me more, give me more coke"
His hands is tremblin', nose is runnin'
"Give me more, give me more coke"
He kept on repeatin', he told me he's nervous
His father's on Fifth Ave, his mother divorced him
He gets an allowance, he's drivin' a Porsche
He started with smokin' the gateway, it's real
And in over a year he spent half of a mill on coke
[Interlude: Bodega Bamz]
I mean, you need to slow that shit down, Pa
I mean I'll sell it to you, but don't be dyin' off this shit
[Verse 2: Bodega Bamz]
It's rainin' and pourin' with snow, lovin' to blow
Never seen a fiend quite like
Can't sleep, can't eat, high all night
Blow, blow, blow, like dy-no-mite
Damn this life, damn this cell
I'm killin' his spirits, I'm fryin' his cells
I'm servin' the fiends and they come back again
Something so wrong, feel so right within
Cocaine Dreaming was written by Cristoforo Donadi & Bodega Bamz.
Cocaine Dreaming was produced by V Don.
Bodega Bamz released Cocaine Dreaming on Tue Apr 14 2015.