Lyrics

Okay, yeah Just hold your tongue shit I swear I'm on the way babe Wad of cash in my Raf's feel like JJ She told her man she with fam out on vacay I hit her up then picked her up and fucked the same day Still stuck in the same ways Not too much has changed babe Before i get them diamonds on my wrist I need that plain jane Bitches coming in and out the crib I'm having play dates Never sold my soul and I ain't have to send no JPay I put my brothers on and watched em do this shit the same way I'd be mad too if I knew the way they feel Them boys dumb as fuck for never reading they deals Spent his advance on Amiri's and some pain pills If the drugs ain't burn ya out then the game will New whip electric like the flows and the shows They been saying that I'm next up well they hit it on the nose Wasn't with me back when Whit was tracking V's in the four But now they know we on go man it's really set in stone For real Idols now my rivals My therapy is punching in it's really all that I know I don't get enough credit less we talkin bout the FICO Its a lonely road I walk I'm balanced on a tight rope They look up hoping I fall They hoping that I slip up Wanna crop me out the picture Man y'all boys is so broke is getting money an enigma I won't bend and I won't switch up I put too much in to give up And every time touch the mic It's only right I feel like I'm Dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Everybody wanna know you when it's hard to know you Everybody want a shoulder when it getting colder I worked my ass and wondered if they'd ever notice Now they finally noticed I give the mic full discloser when I'm in this bitch I told ya I ain't done with this Im tryna set the blueprint for the city that I grew up in My car done came with lane assist My ex made some my greatest hits They play me in the club All her friends asking "Who is this?" Carolina's finest white boy spittin This some red that I been sippin So excuse me if I'm trippen yeah She ain't close to my type but I hit it Sum slight I was wit it Now it's back to the vision yeah Jus keep ur head down keep working and i promise they gon feel you Get it out the mud boy jus play the cards they deal you Don't ever be afraid to show the whole world the real you And while you on ya way boy don't even stop Dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming Am I dreaming
Writer(s): Kevin Powers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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