Lucid Dream (feat. AspynDotZip)

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Tynda

Tynda (Russian: Ты́нда) is a town in Amur Oblast, Russia, located 568 kilometers (353 mi) northwest of Blagoveshchensk. It is an important railway junction, informally referred to as the capital of the Baikal-Amur Mainline. Its population has declined sharply in recent years: 36,275 (2010 Census); 40,094 (2002 Census); 61,996 (1989 Census). more »

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I'm in control, lucid dream (uh)
Rocking my gold in a limousine
Open a bottle of hennessy
Pouring up in the club like we'll never leave
I'm on the precipice now
Here's to life here's to death
And to the songs I'll never sing
Let me die in my sleep
So I never feel a thing
So many eyes looking down
Staring right into my soul
I pray I earn my own crown
Then slip away covered in gold
Cause I'm the don, I'm a G
Tryna make it out the trenches
You know I'm married to the grind
Cause success is my obsession
I'm the king, I'm a legend
In the making fear the presence
Of the goat, up in heaven where my prophecy was wrote
Wake up early in the morning every day's the same
I just work, sleep, repeat, man I'm sick of the games
Tired of waiting for my blessings gotta make a change
I know one day I'll reach the top, but this life is strange
I'm writing a chorus on the back of the Forbes passing the time at a nine to five
Sitting in cars replaying my bars, it's getting ridiculous I'm 25
I should be crushing it up in the studio selling out shows when I'm playing live
Screw it I'm making my way to the top, screw it I'll make it even if I die
So here's to life here's to death
And to the songs I'll never sing
Let me die in my sleep
So I never feel a thing
So many eyes looking down
Staring right into my soul
I pray I earn my own crown
Then slip away covered in gold
Cause I'm in control, lucid dream (uh)
Rocking my gold in a limousine
Open a bottle of Hennessy
Pouring up in the club like we'll never leave
I'm on the precipice now with my girl
And she know that nobody besting us
Turn around told her we made it
She telling me that she done prayed it (uh)
Red dot on my chest (wait)
Shots fired, guess I'm lucky
Took one to the vest, I'm ducking
Shot back, but my vision was blurry
I'm popping through smoke and I hear a scream
Babygirl sitting in blood on her knees
And I realize the shooter was me
Here's to life here's to death
And to the songs I'll never sing
Let me die in my sleep
So I never feel a thing
So many eyes looking down
Staring right into my soul
I pray I earn my own crown
Then slip away covered in gold
Cause I'm the don, I'm a G
Tryna make it out the trenches
You know I'm married to the grind
Cause success is my obsession
I'm the king, I'm a legend
In the making fear the presence
Of the goat, up in heaven where my prophecy was wrote
Wake up early in the morning every day's the same
I've been having lucid dreams and I'm sick of the games
Won't be stuck in the mud for long gotta make a change
I know one day I'll reach the top, gotta get the fame

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