Dreamin'

It aint for you to understand
Ian ask you to hold my hand
You spoke romance but I don't dance
But I might shoot some nigga
Hit em after dark
I do em like Babe Ruth did em
I played my part I kept it smart
Ian even tryna hear bout no system

Aint worried bout yesterday
Aint thinking bout tomorrow
Somebody might get hurt today
Drowning in my sorrows
Them bottles going back to back
They saying it's a problem
But im the one who got em
How bout you face me like you know me
Im talking to myself how the convo dying slowly
I cant sit here in my head that's what you told me
Sometimes I fake like im the best
But that's only in the moment
It happen every morning
I cant sleep that good at night
Gripping some tight
Fight or Flight
Ima bust a nigga up if he wanna die tonight
My fucking gun jammed in my dream
How I knew something wasn't right (Lord)
I keep it tucked
I had to look
I had to up
I let it bust
I did it again and again til he slumped over
I hit em once and not 5 times
I cant believe my gun a lie
When I looked up I can see that it was over



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Writer(s): Rayshawn Moss
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