In a Dream
You threw my love
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
I don't know who you think you spilling lies to
I'm a grown man, won't despise you
Tell the truth, that's what I abide to
Won't do it like it's a crime woo
Young nigga on his grind too
My sneaky link that's a spy move
To get it that bitch I need a climb tool
That's the bitch I rhyme to
Her mama hate me, and that ain't even my fault
Will she flip out today? Well let's do a coin toss
And I'm doing so many amazing things
Got the gold watch and Amiri jeans
Brother came up with a cup of lean
Smacked that shit out, now he mad at me
Gotta keep my mind focused
Most of these niggas be bogus
He is disloyal he show us
He say he my brother, he folded
We had a bond and you broke it
And you know you that I get old bih
My mama told me to go get it
My mama told me to go get it
You threw my love
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
You threw my love
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
(I don't even why you be turnt on these lies)
(Yeah I'm done with all these tries)
(Don't make me despise you)
(Telling all these lies hooo)
(Makes his own beats and he do his own shit)
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
I don't know who you think you spilling lies to
I'm a grown man, won't despise you
Tell the truth, that's what I abide to
Won't do it like it's a crime woo
Young nigga on his grind too
My sneaky link that's a spy move
To get it that bitch I need a climb tool
That's the bitch I rhyme to
Her mama hate me, and that ain't even my fault
Will she flip out today? Well let's do a coin toss
And I'm doing so many amazing things
Got the gold watch and Amiri jeans
Brother came up with a cup of lean
Smacked that shit out, now he mad at me
Gotta keep my mind focused
Most of these niggas be bogus
He is disloyal he show us
He say he my brother, he folded
We had a bond and you broke it
And you know you that I get old bih
My mama told me to go get it
My mama told me to go get it
You threw my love
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
You threw my love
Right on the table
You ain't real
You just a fable
What's going on?
Put on the cable
Fuck what you say hoe
I'm getting peso
(I don't even why you be turnt on these lies)
(Yeah I'm done with all these tries)
(Don't make me despise you)
(Telling all these lies hooo)
(Makes his own beats and he do his own shit)
Credits
Writer(s): Rich Luv
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