DREAMZ

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Perc fiend dreamz
Perc fiend dreamz

Believe believe believe believe
Believe In me
I didn't chase the dream it chased me
Roll me a bat to go to sleep
I done seen niggas leak til they brainless
Wipe down boy you know we had to stain this
And i been blessed with a blessed ahh curse
Music always flowin thru my head
Stackin my guala i count my feds
Filled dat boy with led, you know we had to do him
He had a couple screws loose so we had to drill him, peel him, skin him
Gucci my denim just tell how it is
I can stand right on my block wit no gliz

Yall pussy yall tellin yall fibs
Can't wit you peons or squibs
You know its straight out the bottle i sip
Cop me some runtz i take a whiff
They always gne jib stay on yo shit
Keep you a clip
Get me a bag of the gas and i flip
Oh gas and i flip
I can sell you airpack i can sell you zaza
All my niggas get straight to trippin like wifi
4G LTE
R.E.X. betta ask bout me
Im good in my hood
Don't try if you could
Come around flexin we takin yo jewls
I done stripped a nigga straight out his drawls pause
My niggas dey solid no flaws
Walls, i had to crash em
If ain sippin dat drank i be flaskin
Bit i be pimpin
Yall niggas simpin
Popped dat lil boy just like pimple
Im tryna blow top like a missle
Eveyday, steppin in my denim vest
Try it nigga imma put shots in yo chest and his back area
Petrol valero yall diseased venereal
Count my green my collards up
Uppin dey glock dey dont give af
Roasted qual lil nigga you a sittin duck, quack
I skip the whole line you go straight to the back
I know plenty niggas shippin dem packs
Flippin dat sack what we do
Dat chop it gone blow like a flute
K at his lip what he do
Let it off if a nigga achoo
Pokémon we be peekin at you
Don't be trippin we start actin a fool
Believe in yo pockets just make you some moves
Just make you some moves

I told you believe in me
I didn't chase the dream it chased me
Roll me bat to go to sleep
I done seen niggas leak til they brainless
Wipe down boy you know we had to stain this
And i been blessed with a blessed ass curse
Music always flowin in my head
Stackin my guala i count my feds
Filled dat boi wit lead you know we had to do him
He had a couple screws loose so we had to drill him, peel him, skin him
Gucci my denim just tel how it is
I can stand right on my block wit no gliz



Credits
Writer(s): Winston Vernon-parker
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