Dreams & Nightmares
Ridin' wit my parters, we all gettin' to the money
Everybody eatin' fine dining, we big tippin'
HD vision, space coupe driftin'
Introduced her to the lavish life and now she slidin' wit me
Yeahyuh
We be gettin' trippy, in the woods like a hippy
Backwoods full of sticky, smokin' good I'm hella picky
Got these bitches yellin' pick me, I ain't with the trickery
Ya'll know it's MOB
I'm all about the finer things, golden and diamond bling
I can't wear a wedding ring
My pockets full of fettuccine
This life I'm livin' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
I said this life I'm living' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
I said this life I'm livin' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
Ain't no project baby, but these streets raised me
Can't a thing phase me, hard body, I was raised different
Talk shit, we gon' fight, don't be a hoe when it's time for action
Try some' extra & your first son a bastard
Burn ya quick, like an easy bake oven
I came up from nothin'
I was strugglin'
Steady Hustlin'
& I realized half my city's full of busters, I can't trust 'em
Used to show more love to these people but they played me
It's gravy
Stamp Stuart goin' crazy
Got 'em feelin' all these sounds that I'm creating, and now they play me
I been hittin' my goals daily, and it's got 'em angry
Motherfuckers really out here hating 'cause my cash accumulating
HA, Look at the monster you've created
St. Pete a jungle, and all my people gonna make it out, without a doubt
Inna big ass house, sittin' back onna comfy couch
The realest ones gon' prevail, they can keep on wishin' I'll fail
But ion' kiss and tell like all these lame ass dudes out here not wishin' me well
I've never been a square
Came up outta the sewer
I'm the realest born in the burg and that's just how I feel
I gotta couple people 'round me and they real, I can tell
I've learned so much from these crabs, could give a fuck bout how you feel
And that's real
Down to catch a kill
Pull up on me like I'm sweet, show ya something hot
We all toting' Glocks, down to let 'em pop
Everybody eatin' fine dining, we big tippin'
HD vision, space coupe driftin'
Introduced her to the lavish life and now she slidin' wit me
Yeahyuh
We be gettin' trippy, in the woods like a hippy
Backwoods full of sticky, smokin' good I'm hella picky
Got these bitches yellin' pick me, I ain't with the trickery
Ya'll know it's MOB
I'm all about the finer things, golden and diamond bling
I can't wear a wedding ring
My pockets full of fettuccine
This life I'm livin' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
I said this life I'm living' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
I said this life I'm livin' swear I'm dreamin'
Yeayuh
Ain't no project baby, but these streets raised me
Can't a thing phase me, hard body, I was raised different
Talk shit, we gon' fight, don't be a hoe when it's time for action
Try some' extra & your first son a bastard
Burn ya quick, like an easy bake oven
I came up from nothin'
I was strugglin'
Steady Hustlin'
& I realized half my city's full of busters, I can't trust 'em
Used to show more love to these people but they played me
It's gravy
Stamp Stuart goin' crazy
Got 'em feelin' all these sounds that I'm creating, and now they play me
I been hittin' my goals daily, and it's got 'em angry
Motherfuckers really out here hating 'cause my cash accumulating
HA, Look at the monster you've created
St. Pete a jungle, and all my people gonna make it out, without a doubt
Inna big ass house, sittin' back onna comfy couch
The realest ones gon' prevail, they can keep on wishin' I'll fail
But ion' kiss and tell like all these lame ass dudes out here not wishin' me well
I've never been a square
Came up outta the sewer
I'm the realest born in the burg and that's just how I feel
I gotta couple people 'round me and they real, I can tell
I've learned so much from these crabs, could give a fuck bout how you feel
And that's real
Down to catch a kill
Pull up on me like I'm sweet, show ya something hot
We all toting' Glocks, down to let 'em pop
Credits
Writer(s): Casin Stamper
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