Dream

I gotta feed my fam
Many mouths to eat
Don’t tryna fuck my day
I already did

I don’t understand
Bitch what u mean
I thought I’ve made a mill guess
I’m in my dreams
I’ll be fuckin’ damned
Fuck your hennessey
I don’t understand a thing
Wake me up for me

Runnin from reality I fuck
3 hunnid and 65
U know me like wussup
Yea
Hate these fuckin patterns
I can’t fit them
Into one, its a puzzle
I can’t fit nah

Know a lot of G’s holdin
All my G’s
I call up all my fuckin gang yea
U know my gang
You can never
Talk to me like that
All my yellow boys gon shoot u
With a bb gun

She dancing on my thing
Dancing on my thing
I call her fuckin Hope
U know she on coke
Ripped the p out of the bitch
Now she listenin
Changed her name into “hoe”
Bitch get off of me

Pull up to my dreams
U don’t know
Ima blockout all the money
And the hoes
Livin in the world
That Ive been makin hoe
Gotta stay away from
All the fuckin snakes you know

I don’t understand bitch
What u mean
I thought I’ve made a mill guess
I’m in my dreams
I’ll be fuckin’ damned fuck
Your hennessey
I don’t understand a thing
Wake me up for me

Runnin from reality I fuck
3 hunnid and 65 u know me
Like wussup
Yea
Hate these fuckin patterns
I can’t fit them
Into one, its a puzzle
I can’t fit nah

Know a lot of G’s
Holdin all my G’s
I call up all my fuckin gang yea
U know my gang
You can never talk to me
Like that
All my yellow boys gon shoot
U with a bb gun