Rap Dream

I spent a whole lotta time in the basement (I'm in that bih right now)
I clocked in more than a man working dayshifts (gah damn)
I don't give a damn Imma make it (Imma make it baby)
I know I'm the shit that why niggas can't say shit
Confidence on 10, can't shake it (I can't shake it baby)
I love the real me, can't fake it
Flow too mild so I dipped my shit in cajun (yeah its hot)
Then I fed it to the mic can you taste it (hey hey)
Everybody want the same shit (ay)
Nowadays we all just want a little lick (a lil lick)
A lil lick of rich and a lil lick a fame
If we all made it then it wouldn't be the game (no it wouldn't)
Y'all the same when y'all try to act different (uh-huh)
If we all in the same lane what's the difference
The difference is who gon' really go the distance
What you gon' sacrifice for the mission

Took a pen to the pad now I got it (now I got it)
Imma do this shit till I'm rich like Roddy (like Roddy)
Chains on my neck and tats on my body (uh-huh)
House for my ma and ring for my shawty (for my shawty)
Smoke a lotta weed, don't pop no molly (ain't no popping)
Going overseas for work not lolly (ain't no lolly)
Gagging
Copped a new belt, still sagging
Talking my shit on Fallon
A Rap Dream

Do you really wanna see me win
Or you wanna see me lose
I don't really give a damn
Do you even have clue
What I can build with these hands
Head spin around ideas like a ceiling fan (like a ceiling fan)
They all bright cause I took my Ls in advance (in advance)
Dedicated ever since I was a youngin'
And I started with a dollar now I'm headed to a hunnid grand (bitch)
Then the million, killing all my villains (bah)
I'm the hero in my story, ain't no Negachin (ain't no Negachin)
Bitch I'm Crimson, I'm here to hush noise (shhh)
You can't take what I'm dishing you's a bus boy (bitch)
What you know about a nigga like me
I dropped outta school just to focus on the dream (on my dream)
No excuse when there's only one thing (one thing)
I can't lose
I can't lose

Took a pen to the pad now I got it (now I got it)
Imma do this shit till I'm rich like Roddy (like Roddy)
Chains on my neck and tats on my body (uh-huh)
House for my ma and ring for my shawty (for my shawty)
Smoke a lotta weed, don't pop no molly (ain't no popping)
Going overseas for work not lolly (ain't no lolly)
Gagging
Copped a new belt, still sagging
Talking my shit on Fallon
A Rap Dream
Woo
Ayyy

Took a pen to the pad now I got it
Chains on my neck and tats on my body
Took a pen to the pad now I got it (now I got it baby now I got it)
Chains on my neck and tats on my body (Allova)
House for my ma and ring for my shawty



Credits
Writer(s): Sedeck Cheeks
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