Durag Dreams (Intro)

Refrain:

I got them Durag Dreams...
Durag Dreams...
Everyday's different
Durag Dreams... x 2

Verse:

Cut that shit out
Round here we wear crowns
Round here we don't sleep
Round here we learn hard
Ride birds, switch flips
And burn scars
Saw my nigga Scar
Fill up that cash jar
Two minutes down the road
Niggas left him ajar
Body bleeding
Sister pleading
No grip
No use of lips
So the drip
Feeds him
Paralysed
Hypnotised by the game
I saw with my eyes
That I couldn't do the same
So I sat in the booth
Cooked, cut
Scratched
Produced
Mixed it all up
Till I- cut- the noose
Set myself free
Metaphorically
Sit back
And Ima show you
The recipe
See I
Learnt this all the way in 03
When gyal used to style their baby hairs
Wit cream
When snake was the biggest game
Bumping in the scene
When Blair took our brares to go
Kill Iraqis