Different Dreams
Since last December
November feeling like a breeze
Bitch please I hit those cameras saying cheese,
Money talking for me lately
Shorty's dropping to they knees
Hail Mary cause she thicker with a set of double d's
Oh, geez
Used to want to kick it like the geez
Flipped a couple for some faces
Raking up them leaves
Money trees fall in autumn
Why I chase a collard green
All this shit I hear them talking
Make me wanna brush the teeth
Yeah they hate me cause I breathe
I could make a 100 million and they still won't rep the scene
Y'all just keep it like some fiends
I'm that cracker that you need
All these white boys wanna hate me cause I chase a different dream
Yeah, I chase a different dream
So you got them essays written
What's the difference
What you mean
Cause these words I've written daily
Keep my grammar looking clean
I'm dyslexic written better than them frat boys on the team
They can hate me cause I'm on my grind
Thats alright
One day ill shine on em
Wanna be a king that's why I climb
To reach that sky
One day ill shine and win
So now they cheering
Hearin what I gotta say
Y'all bitches used to clown me
Now she screaming out my name
Bubble booty's, yeah they poppin
I aint switching up my lane
I still hate you stupid bitches
Get the fuck up out my face
My brother bobby told me go and chase the fame
They can try to call me racist
For some shit they used to say
Made some jokes and acted lame
Well I was dumb and changed my way
Guess its time to realize that I was fucked up in the brain
I cocked the gun to void the pain from all this shame
If it wasn't for my brothers
I'd be laying in that grave
So don't be speaking on an issue
If you can't back up the claim
I made it right but cause I'm white
There ain't no bleach to clean the stain
Thats some cancel culture
Tryna vandal over
Something passable
Go cannibal like they was Hannibal
They get so radical
Balls turning vaginal
Want me in manicles
They mad cause I'm sort of an animal
You sound impractical
That homie flammable
You say you rational
To me it sounds tyrannical
Apologies for my decisions
Hold myself accountable
I made mistakes when I was young and I proud of em
But every loss
A lesson learned
Thats how you turn around on em
November feeling like a breeze
Bitch please I hit those cameras saying cheese,
Money talking for me lately
Shorty's dropping to they knees
Hail Mary cause she thicker with a set of double d's
Oh, geez
Used to want to kick it like the geez
Flipped a couple for some faces
Raking up them leaves
Money trees fall in autumn
Why I chase a collard green
All this shit I hear them talking
Make me wanna brush the teeth
Yeah they hate me cause I breathe
I could make a 100 million and they still won't rep the scene
Y'all just keep it like some fiends
I'm that cracker that you need
All these white boys wanna hate me cause I chase a different dream
Yeah, I chase a different dream
So you got them essays written
What's the difference
What you mean
Cause these words I've written daily
Keep my grammar looking clean
I'm dyslexic written better than them frat boys on the team
They can hate me cause I'm on my grind
Thats alright
One day ill shine on em
Wanna be a king that's why I climb
To reach that sky
One day ill shine and win
So now they cheering
Hearin what I gotta say
Y'all bitches used to clown me
Now she screaming out my name
Bubble booty's, yeah they poppin
I aint switching up my lane
I still hate you stupid bitches
Get the fuck up out my face
My brother bobby told me go and chase the fame
They can try to call me racist
For some shit they used to say
Made some jokes and acted lame
Well I was dumb and changed my way
Guess its time to realize that I was fucked up in the brain
I cocked the gun to void the pain from all this shame
If it wasn't for my brothers
I'd be laying in that grave
So don't be speaking on an issue
If you can't back up the claim
I made it right but cause I'm white
There ain't no bleach to clean the stain
Thats some cancel culture
Tryna vandal over
Something passable
Go cannibal like they was Hannibal
They get so radical
Balls turning vaginal
Want me in manicles
They mad cause I'm sort of an animal
You sound impractical
That homie flammable
You say you rational
To me it sounds tyrannical
Apologies for my decisions
Hold myself accountable
I made mistakes when I was young and I proud of em
But every loss
A lesson learned
Thats how you turn around on em
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Writer(s): Jack Tyerman
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