Living Like Its A Dream

[Intro]
Yeah once agains Dylan Ross and my man Lens. Yo

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
I’m causing havoc to these rudiepoos cause the same thing that I did to Claire Lewis is what I’ll do to you
I’m spitting till I’m getting through to you
I never let a bitch tell me shit unless it has to do with cooking food
I never bust out in a cooking dance
I did a show in Simken Heights [?] when I was sixteen how I have advanced
I’m tryna swang through in an ambulance
Emergency Emergency I’m acquiring to much currency
Fervently
Molest you verbally
Puffin' purple herbal leaf whole team rocking burgundy
YF to the GM I’m over like a GM
I’m the dungeon master like a DM
All the way to 3000 and back to 1983 made a stop in 96’ I’m running shit like the KGB
Don’t ever have to tell your lady “play me please”
I’m in the Buick Century with crust stangin' foe the cheese
The way I’m sliding through you know it’s me
I rep my club like a rotary money clip holding G’s
Rocking a broken beat alone with me
Still broke as my teeth but got thousands of people buckin' overseas
What the fuck does it matter though
What the fuck does it mean and I’m shining just like Mr. Clean
Living life like it's a dream
Living like it's a dream
Awwh yeah you know what’s happening right now for the fan!