Colors (Intro)
Dreams about colors i need me a couple I'm talking them bengis they open dem doors up
I'm crossing dese niggas just like tha controller
I talk to my grandma i know she watch over
I'm Smokin on dosha I got me some hol up
And All of my niggas they roll like a coaster
You ask if i do this shit come a lil closer
And yo main bitch she wit me she ask me to post her
I was down bad i was stuck you was there but yeen even help a nigga up w
We some young niggas never ever beg for some luck
And I'm god sent i can see through these niggas bluff
You be capped up talking allat shit like you tough you a lame nigga talking out ya neck like a duck
In tha coupe but we burning gas like a diesel truck and I'm in my bag so yo hoe wanna fuck
All bout a dollar I'm feeling like dame i got dreams of these visions the money like rain
I keep telling my niggas it'll cover the pain so we just want the benjis don't care bout the fame
All these niggas throw dirt on ya name but I'm True to this shit I'm not new to tha game
Feel like I'm made for it this is my lane so I'm
Fighting my demons i can't go insane
Dreams about colors i need me a couple I'm talking them bengis they open dem doors up
I'm crossing dese niggas just like tha controller
I talk to my grandma i know she watch over
I'm Smokin on dosha I got me some hol up
And All of my niggas they roll like a coaster
You ask if i do this shit come a lil closer
And yo main bitch she wit me she ask me to post her
I'm crossing dese niggas just like tha controller
I talk to my grandma i know she watch over
I'm Smokin on dosha I got me some hol up
And All of my niggas they roll like a coaster
You ask if i do this shit come a lil closer
And yo main bitch she wit me she ask me to post her
I was down bad i was stuck you was there but yeen even help a nigga up w
We some young niggas never ever beg for some luck
And I'm god sent i can see through these niggas bluff
You be capped up talking allat shit like you tough you a lame nigga talking out ya neck like a duck
In tha coupe but we burning gas like a diesel truck and I'm in my bag so yo hoe wanna fuck
All bout a dollar I'm feeling like dame i got dreams of these visions the money like rain
I keep telling my niggas it'll cover the pain so we just want the benjis don't care bout the fame
All these niggas throw dirt on ya name but I'm True to this shit I'm not new to tha game
Feel like I'm made for it this is my lane so I'm
Fighting my demons i can't go insane
Dreams about colors i need me a couple I'm talking them bengis they open dem doors up
I'm crossing dese niggas just like tha controller
I talk to my grandma i know she watch over
I'm Smokin on dosha I got me some hol up
And All of my niggas they roll like a coaster
You ask if i do this shit come a lil closer
And yo main bitch she wit me she ask me to post her
Credits
Writer(s): Erius Keith
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