Just A Dream

[Intro]
On god
With the shits you know I'm wit it
We just hit a lick right now that’s all, let’s go
B-b-bankroll got it

[Verse 1]
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh god
Brodie just threw me a lob, told me she got the fire fire fire fire
She ready to slob on my knob
Opp niggas dissing then I’m spinning
They calling me uncle the way I be working that rod
I’m playing that 5 on the opp block
Be the center, the forward , the shooter and guard
He sleep I creep, he sleep we leak
Police on scene I see then flee
I go and run hope they don’t peep
Told bro pull up with SUV
I hope the gas it ain’t on E
Cause we gon be in custody
But you know that I’m fast on feet
I’m sure 12 ain’t no punking me

Imma dip on these bitches I'm gone
Ducking and dodging I’m doing them wrong
Whole time I’m running and rapping in songs
Smoking they ass just like I’m a bong
Phone ring on ping on ping like pong
My plug got ounce on ounce like tong
I’m high my eyes like ching ching chong
But that won’t stop me I’m still gone

And I’m dipping I'm dipping
Hold up, I see a opp slippin
Should I be dumb and start hitting?
While the police hunt and finish
All the fuckery a nigga with it
I’m like "fuck it" this bitch get to spittin
Fah! fah! fah! fah! fah! fah!
This opp nigga gotta be finished
Imma go out like Queen Latifa
I’m mad that I couldn’t go spark me some reefer
I got three stars like stripe adidas
I got metal like pan just call me peter
I that big bail money I think I need her
The opps is snitches they writers and readers
12 got up on my ass the first thing they said, “Hey, we got the leader”

But you know what I disagree
12 ain’t got shit on me
Imma go out like Jackie Chan, Naruto, and Jet Lee
I bust this right they beat
Got a friend named Emily
Imma run to her house, I hope I can make it
She live right up the street
I run, I sprint I don’t do jogs
Fuck Burger King I don’t do jobs
I don’t know why I said but it sound hard
And these niggas ain’t catchin me put it on God
A nigga was scamming I was doing fraud
I won’t cuff a bitch, I won’t love a broad
It’s gone be the same bitches who leave yo ass when times fucking get hard
Pull out my phone ima see if she home
If she ain’t home then a nigga is stressed
If she ain’t home then I don’t know what’s next
If she ain’t home then it’s time for a rest
I’m feeling real sleepy I do need some rest
I’m bout to surrender and be like the rest
Imma be in the central bookings all night from this situation I should’ve just left

[Outro]
God damn damn damn damn
Look in the judges eyes
No wonder I ain’t getting no chance
I did the crime, gotta do the time
Imma go in this bitch like a man
If they let me out right now I’ll do this bitch all over again
It was just a dream! (Oh shit)