Dream Schemein
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
Uh
Laid back in the trap
Stack them bands up
Don't do the club scene
That shit don't add up
Add to the fact
That I'm a hustler
No replica
Them suckas do they best
To fuck with us
But only customers
Only pawns in this game of chest
You fuckin with the fam
Chopper send that flame at your neck
And Im burning the rest
They steady learning my steps
Cause man I walk like I talk it
Shit no more no less.
Uh
They turn they back
And wonder why Im on the wrong track
Expecting me to fail
Made me never want to turn back
In and out of jail
Only ambition is sell crack
Gun black
Fuck with me and hear that click clack
Get back you in the way of my shine
I'm on some fuck a bitch shit
Straight blowing out spines
And if it ain't about that paper
Boy you wasting my time
I'm a king you a peasant
Pay attention to the signs
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'm a king dream scheming
But you don't get the meaning
Like they would love to hate me
But they find me so intriguing
A king a understatement
I'm sorta like a Genie
Creating out of thin air
All the thing that you believe in
Didn't stutter when I uttered
The raps about the sufferin
Directly lead to hustlin
Now we in luxury trucks and
Money in the stocks
All because my thoughts
Are valuable like blocks
Of Coconino scheming
Just another word for plot
I'm mapping out my storyboard
Checking all my spots
Making sure my shots
Count
Shit wasn't working out for me
Homie I bounced
Connected with some kings
And put money in some accounts
Now how that sound
Maybe you planned to fail
If your plan ain't panning out
Well how that sound
Maybe you plan to fail
Or fail to plan it out
Bottom line
I'm a king dream scheming
For the next play
Fucking with the mob
You gone have a stress day
Once you get involved
Ain't no stopping to get away
Bullet scars
Larger then saucers
Or dinner plates
Would you take a charge
If you stopped on the interstate
Or is that façade
For the mobsters you imitate
Better watch your comments
You talk and ain't no escape
They targeting moms
Leave a bomb in her Ford Escape
Uhh
I tried to tell them that I'm never like
Them other cats
By the time they got the message
I was on another path
In and out of traffic running plays
Like a running back
Inside a digital space
My phone holding stacks
And I can never be slow enough to say
I chase a bag
Money come to me
A biproduct of this life that I have
Basically the fucking trap is
Where ever I'm at
Money stacks fall in my lap
Opening mobile app
King
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
Uh
Laid back in the trap
Stack them bands up
Don't do the club scene
That shit don't add up
Add to the fact
That I'm a hustler
No replica
Them suckas do they best
To fuck with us
But only customers
Only pawns in this game of chest
You fuckin with the fam
Chopper send that flame at your neck
And Im burning the rest
They steady learning my steps
Cause man I walk like I talk it
Shit no more no less.
Uh
They turn they back
And wonder why Im on the wrong track
Expecting me to fail
Made me never want to turn back
In and out of jail
Only ambition is sell crack
Gun black
Fuck with me and hear that click clack
Get back you in the way of my shine
I'm on some fuck a bitch shit
Straight blowing out spines
And if it ain't about that paper
Boy you wasting my time
I'm a king you a peasant
Pay attention to the signs
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'm a king dream scheming
But you don't get the meaning
Like they would love to hate me
But they find me so intriguing
A king a understatement
I'm sorta like a Genie
Creating out of thin air
All the thing that you believe in
Didn't stutter when I uttered
The raps about the sufferin
Directly lead to hustlin
Now we in luxury trucks and
Money in the stocks
All because my thoughts
Are valuable like blocks
Of Coconino scheming
Just another word for plot
I'm mapping out my storyboard
Checking all my spots
Making sure my shots
Count
Shit wasn't working out for me
Homie I bounced
Connected with some kings
And put money in some accounts
Now how that sound
Maybe you planned to fail
If your plan ain't panning out
Well how that sound
Maybe you plan to fail
Or fail to plan it out
Bottom line
I'm a king dream scheming
For the next play
Fucking with the mob
You gone have a stress day
Once you get involved
Ain't no stopping to get away
Bullet scars
Larger then saucers
Or dinner plates
Would you take a charge
If you stopped on the interstate
Or is that façade
For the mobsters you imitate
Better watch your comments
You talk and ain't no escape
They targeting moms
Leave a bomb in her Ford Escape
Uhh
I tried to tell them that I'm never like
Them other cats
By the time they got the message
I was on another path
In and out of traffic running plays
Like a running back
Inside a digital space
My phone holding stacks
And I can never be slow enough to say
I chase a bag
Money come to me
A biproduct of this life that I have
Basically the fucking trap is
Where ever I'm at
Money stacks fall in my lap
Opening mobile app
King
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
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Writer(s): Shawn Hamlett
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