Good Dreamz

Pray to God that I turn to be a good soul
No stopping now I'm on cruise control
Born in the space city with good dreams
Before the world assassinated my self esteem
Now I'm steady climbing ready to whoop some ass
Unpredictable like jazz
Can't wait to pay my own ticket to first class
Travel the world I'm a world-class
Don't be crass with me the fact is I'm waxing the greatest there is to be
I'm braggy no baggage call the cabbie
Steal the driver from the caddy in the hole like a birdie
And now she want her Ds signed with a sharpie
Snapchatting selfies showing off to her hen party
Thirsty for curvy hoes how ridiculous can I be
But bitches come and go (You know that)
Money come and go (You know that)
Love come and go (Don't shit last)
Pray the hardest that I never let go
Gotta make sure I adjust and set the tone
There's no stakes in here with a nobody rapper
Till I'm buzzing like a bumblebee this the first chapter

I've had weight on my mind but now
I finally feel free to set all aside
I've had weight on my mind but now I

This world twisted, but you know I'm with it
They won't acquit me for my sins, I gotta slide with it
A sly nigga with some great intentions
But this world is tryna tempt me, so I jump inside the tinted and get ready for some action
Everybody always tryna get the camera's flashing
Moving low key, but I got a taste for high fashion
All black fitted, with my baddie in the backseat
Calling up my bros, because family don't do texting
Say I got the keys, and the world is our backstreet
I was tryna eat, while still waiting on my blessings
Even in my sleep, all I dreamt about was breakfast
Thinking to myself someday I'd find a way to exit
Nightmares on my street always made for quick lessons
I'm just tryna have some good dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Alexandre Santos
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