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This shit Mighty Prynce, boy In my dreams, I move way too fast (Too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away (Far away) In my dreams, I move way too fast (Way too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away In my dreams, I move way too fast (Way too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away (Far away) In my dreams, I move way too fast (Way too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away Back then, we on slave ships (Way back) Nowadays, we own spaceships (No more) Doubters trippin' on laces (Yeah, yeah) Down shift, then I race, bitch Shit gorgeous, it drop dead (Yeah) Enjoy the wind in a drophead (Yeah) Blows the wind through my loc dreads Crazy wheels is my top debt Always keeping my farm fed I ain't harvest my crops yet (Uh-huh) It's been a minute and I box check I have not slept (No) I need the advantage of speed, though (Yeah) Straight ahead like a free throw (Uh-huh) Command-C, don't dеlete row (Nah) Therе's no defeating this negro, yeah This the type of shit I know I'm supposed to leave alone (But I won't) But it represents the triumph of my people, though (That's right) When I stunt, it's 'cause my other brothers need to know (Yeah) They can do anything, 'cause shit, I'm still in preview mode In my dreams, I move way too fast Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away In my dreams, I move way too fast Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away In my dreams, I move way too fast (Way too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away (Far away) In my dreams, I move way too fast (Way too fast) Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away I need my space, ain't no tape for this They pack us up by the case, ain't no case for this But just in case, we need paper on paper 'Cause when you want paper, it's never enough That's how you get snow in the bluff Young brothers that still on the cusp And believe in the camera gon' pay for they lunch Maybe switch up and might run by the dump And come out with a hammer and Rollie to stunt That's just an example how ample ambition And paying attention can earn you a pump You know what I'm sayin', find out if you want I'm from the South, and I know how to dump When I be dreamin', I be in that Murci' Thank God for the mercy, I need my croissant Jump out the blocks, ain't no option but hunt Ain't no entanglement, gotta be one Type of shit I'm supposed to leave alone (Leave alone) I'm about the triumph of my people, though (People, though) When I stunt, it's 'cause my other brothers need to know It's drip or drown now, gold and silver crown now In my dreams, I move way too fast Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away In my dreams, I move way too fast Murciélago or a Gallardo, I'm going far away
Writer(s): Haviah Jahshall Denton Mighty, Negus Mighty, Sheldon Jalen Gathers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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