Lonely Dreams
Baby come over and put it on me
Thirty round loaded it's under the seat
Everything come with a price it ain't free
You want a verse that shit come with a fee
I got a whip but it don't got a key
Niggas be hating but you wait and see
I got a whole lot of shit up my sleeve
I got some niggas that gunning for me
I got some niggas they running from me
Don't want to play with no money with me
Don't want to go play funny with me
Pressure building up I'm sipping the lean
And you know my bitch is dripped in Celine
Pretty as fuck why you looking so mean
Chill in the cut with the strap and a beam
This shit real life but it feel like a dream
I like to picture my life in LA
Yeah I still love you but you gotta wait
I got depression but yeah I'm okay
I'm mixing lean with that pink lemonade
Lately been feeling like life is a maze
Niggas been fueling me up with the hate
Niggas been fueling me up with the hate
I up the strap and I aim for his face
Whipping a foreign I stay out the way
These niggas love me I swear that they gay
Talk on the net and smile in your face
I cop a spaceship I ain't going to space
I'm high as fuck live my life in a daze
You love my energy I bring the rage
Remember the days I made minimum wage
Don't need no friend so please leave me alone
Don't hit my phone, it's no money involved
Hit up the corner store dripped in Vlone
You gon' be dead you fuck with my bros
Baby I'm stressed I'm sorry I'm gone
I know you're scared don't want to be alone
I'm just a kid, don't want to be grown
I promise one day yeah I'ma come home to you
Drug life I don't know where to go
Thug life yeah I keep me a pole
You better pray that I never go broke
If I go broke then I'm kicking your door
He wanted smoke roll a blunt of his soul
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
Your wildest dreams taking place where I am
Why is you fronting for pics on the Gram
You not that nigga no you not the man
When was the last time that you had a band?
When was the last time you was in a jam?
When they gon' let my little bro out the can?
You not that nigga yeah I'm really him
Free all the apes
Free my lil bro out the cage
I'm gonna fuck on that lil bitch face
'Fore I take her on a date
Barely remember that lil bitch name
I was high on Mary Jane
I'm in a whole different mindset
And in a whole different state
Thirty round loaded it's under the seat
Everything come with a price it ain't free
You want a verse that shit come with a fee
I got a whip but it don't got a key
Niggas be hating but you wait and see
I got a whole lot of shit up my sleeve
I got some niggas that gunning for me
I got some niggas they running from me
Don't want to play with no money with me
Don't want to go play funny with me
Pressure building up I'm sipping the lean
And you know my bitch is dripped in Celine
Pretty as fuck why you looking so mean
Chill in the cut with the strap and a beam
This shit real life but it feel like a dream
I like to picture my life in LA
Yeah I still love you but you gotta wait
I got depression but yeah I'm okay
I'm mixing lean with that pink lemonade
Lately been feeling like life is a maze
Niggas been fueling me up with the hate
Niggas been fueling me up with the hate
I up the strap and I aim for his face
Whipping a foreign I stay out the way
These niggas love me I swear that they gay
Talk on the net and smile in your face
I cop a spaceship I ain't going to space
I'm high as fuck live my life in a daze
You love my energy I bring the rage
Remember the days I made minimum wage
Don't need no friend so please leave me alone
Don't hit my phone, it's no money involved
Hit up the corner store dripped in Vlone
You gon' be dead you fuck with my bros
Baby I'm stressed I'm sorry I'm gone
I know you're scared don't want to be alone
I'm just a kid, don't want to be grown
I promise one day yeah I'ma come home to you
Drug life I don't know where to go
Thug life yeah I keep me a pole
You better pray that I never go broke
If I go broke then I'm kicking your door
He wanted smoke roll a blunt of his soul
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
I got some niggas and yeah they on go
Your wildest dreams taking place where I am
Why is you fronting for pics on the Gram
You not that nigga no you not the man
When was the last time that you had a band?
When was the last time you was in a jam?
When they gon' let my little bro out the can?
You not that nigga yeah I'm really him
Free all the apes
Free my lil bro out the cage
I'm gonna fuck on that lil bitch face
'Fore I take her on a date
Barely remember that lil bitch name
I was high on Mary Jane
I'm in a whole different mindset
And in a whole different state
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Writer(s): Miguelito Masso
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