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her dreams
Cos yours have been sold

So roll thru turn up it's live
It's sunset untill the sunrise
I know your loving the green in my eyes
Victoria

me, cause I ain't the one 
Roll it n face it, I smoke till it's done 
Go through a lot, I'm holding it in 
Put in time now, it works out in the end

get away, girl, your time is overdue
I know it may seem a lot, I dream a lot I make your bitch cream a lot and scream a lot
I'm always on my grind, yeah

pull me outside
Then I'm reaching for my waist, and he ducking out to hide
Getting sick of Hinge so I go to B&N
Filter by stability, the section that

Drop her off at her mom's bumping pop rock  
Raps bubble in my mouth like soda and pop rocks 
My team starters and everybody was a walk on
Loop a blue

How n***** feel failure from my success is just a mystery
Shit oh well if you buying what they sell
Then you don't need me
You can do bad all by your

Keep the rhythm kept in time
By the beat and all it's comprised of
Let go, to release and breathe
Within the rhyme scheme provided
Roll up the mistletoe

niggas is fu
Same nigga wit the raps from school
Wit some rock and some roll 
Lil nigga got the juice 
Got the juice 
Like he Pac or somethin'
Whole time I

Your gonna pay for it

Half weights cracked ounces full packed,
The adrenalin is setting in, dialated ephedrine,
kettamine dream, obsene rock pheen,

your career experimental no finality 
Evident reality staring down the barrel your apparel 
Pretty big dreams bigger scenes locked down in the psyche

ground where I'm at right now
And I need sentimental blues

Too many hit that rock on the bottom and slide down way too soon
Don't cry now wait for

swinging hard
I was thirteen having dreams n shit i'll make it far
But how the fuck I'm posed to do this shit without a heart
This ain't no fuckin club

reception's on another level
Told you I leveled up, now I re-up by several
You freeze up with schedules, you got a timing issue
Think you a fugitive dawg no one

Nostradamus flows
The jay I twist can win oscars rolls breaded up wit lots of dough open them papa deauxs
Son’n niggas even Mama knows
In my bag but I ain’t

Me, the shotter that you couldn't really see
Made the dream come true
After years of wishing
After years of dissing
After years of swinging
I still do

and Instagram stories
French quarters eating beignets and iced coffee
Nonchalant demeanor still tell I’m a New Yorker
By way of Queens not a teen but I got sweet

Kolok gang
Three pm in the morning he alarm clock rings
I came out of a pretty dream I was passing the ring on the finger of a pretty woman
I swore

Fudd with the Chucks, Nishi Product on the front
Best believe I ain't get the shit for free I had to earn it
Nuggets in the grinder, I roll it up when I

It is what it is
Is what it is
Is what it is
Yeah, this a big T-H-A-N-K Y-O-U ya dig
To ones who believed and the ones who never thought I would do

Living while my dreams exist
Yeah, we could fly, if you'd comply
Some liquor, been on my mind
Leave that aside, I'll probably rock you from behind (Your

control
Might sound fair but early this year
Kissed Grandma while she was cold
Dice you go head and roll
I rather stick to my code
I be choosing I ain't

slide down my block if you looking for me
Roll your big homie up that shit 20 a G
Break the bitch down, need a gar for my weed
Better check on Lil Ron, he

got dreams
If you gone get him from the hood
He better go get it by any means

I like my nigga nasty and paid
Who Fuck all day
Cum make me stutter every

the best Yeah he going global
Cash me out up front Cuz I don't do Pro Bono
Gotta be a millionaire Cuz I love to show boat
If I ain't rollin wit my roll dog