Dreams

I do these drugs to feel a way
I be on the moon
I can't feel my face
I be alone in my dreams
Got a grip with extended magazine

I do these drugs to feel a way
I be on the moon
I can't feel my face
I be alone in my dreams
Got a grip with extended magazine

That girl played me
She ain't really want me
Used to text daily
Now she moving funny
Seen her last week
She was hanging with a bummy
Now I'm getting stacks
She tell me I move funny
(Ha)
I move funny
Cuz these niggas different
Half them switch
And the other half is fucking ignorant
If you not up on my team
I don't gotta help
That bitch mad
Yeah she hating
It's bad for her health
(Aye)
She said she wanna spend the night
When I'm done kick her
I can't miss my flight
I'm going overseas international
Not stopping till my song up on da radio
Y'all soon regret sleeping on me
I hope y'all come back like a leech
I don't think you know what this means to me
It's my dream
So I do what I please

I do these drugs to feel a way
I be on the moon
I can't feel my face
I be alone in my dreams
Got a grip with extended magazine

I do these drugs to feel a way
I be on the moon
I can't feel my face
I be alone in my dreams
Got a grip with extended magazine



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Mcdermott
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