Lyrics:
recurring thing that in my dreams I can fly
When I was younger, wasn't really that high
Maybe over small buildings, telephone lines
But as I've grown up,
(Free Trap, free Scrap, free Gato, rest in peace, Kane)
I saw niggas get that bag in my city
Figured I need it too (I need it)
Listen to my gun
one
I'm standing on 10
Nigga i'm sturdy
Young nigga he sturdy
My city too turned up in the streets real live purging
Go go
Give my young boy a 30
He
Success come around
Like a merry-go
Pump this up
In your stereo
Representing T-dot Ontario
Ohhhhh
We are chasing our dreams
Achieve by any means
We make it
Sunglasses and bathing suite
Be the baby of my dreams
Like the ladies in the magazine
Yeah, (yeah) gonna be so neat
Dance (dance) to the Euro beat
Oh
Sunglasses and bathing suite
Be the baby of my dreams
Like the ladies in the magazine
Yeah, (yeah) gonna be so neat
Dance (dance) to the Euro beat
Oh
dicin'
Or Walter White with a ciggy full of Ricin
That's what speed do
I'm gonna hit them with the EQ
I'm Mike Moustakas playing third base
In my light
bandanna
And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana
Look li'l' homie y'all really don't know me
Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely
isn't good)
You’re in the gift shop at Colchester Zoo
Mud-wrestling with a camel
(I’m so confused, so confused)
My dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream
Waiter bring me another drink for me and my niggas,
We made it through another week and thatÂ's Bantom
We just trying to get by, trying to make it
Hummers
Stackin' them chips and let them
Tricks get nothing from us
I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know
My main homie readin' books by thugs
It's like Monster
boots, singing
Erykah Badu to herself
Leaning her head against the window
And thank you to the way my father one time came back in a dream
By
AYIE BIIE
Black Lion
Who can make moves like this
Can't walk in my shoes like this
Can't walk in my shoes don't fit
Can't walk in my shoes you'll
fake like ow
Wake and bake
Get to back Cake
In the grass dodge snakes
Cuz this is life wild
Put it on my grave
When I pass away
One day on the top
Man
make me want to dream
You make me want to dream
You make me want to dream
Never before I had someone like you right by my side
Never before I had
dabbing
And know my diamonds came in from Africa
Smoking on Salvia that came from El Salvador
Got on my Cartier eating on caviar
She be super licking
And laughing to myself in real slow motion
[Chorus]
Lying in the gutter
Shooting up the stars
I'm driving in Salvador Dali's car
He's driving in Salvador
TokTym one in a million for you
Baby for you
Abundance love is all i got for you
Baby for you
Your last time streak in my medullar
Your fomular works with
homage, I'm paying homage
Let me say it now cus tomorrow isn't promised
Homage, I'm paying homage
Let me say it now
You believed in my dreams
You foresaw
rap, I ain't thinking about the groupies
Dreams come true, but the shit ain't a breeze
Bro, I'm working on mine, so pardon me in please
I'm just doing my
off of my mind
You end up in my dreams
Every night I go to sleep
When I wake up in the morning
I start to think about you
You're locked on my mind
Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle
In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood
And roll dice by the elevator, and post up
And wait there,
we can swap
I need Santana, heard she got the (she got the what??)
Heard she got the WAP
Smacked the wrong nigga, he looked like the opps
He in my DM,
mean
I found my nightmares by living through these lost dreams
In my Composition I’m gone ask my self why
Did you meet the goals you set before you die
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