Codeine Dreaming
They like, oh my god, look at where I'm at
My old life dark as fuck now I ain't ever going back
Grippy in the sack I gotta keep this shit a stack
He not that trench material he turned into a pack
Feel like a neighborhood hero I ain't no Superman
I'm climbing to the top, they said that I got stupid plans
It's 3am with my demons I'm downing shooters damn
I ain't want no love but I don't think that that's in Cupid's plans
Wockhardt on my jeans, I been codeine dreaming
It ain't what it seems, under pressure they be leaving
Take a snake up out the grass for every goal I be achieving
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
I could make that body rock, something like Dwayne Johnson
And if they talk then we gon give 'em shots, like Johnson & Johnson
I'ma be honest, feel like Giannis, I need the bucks so I'ma fly out to Wisconsin
They know I'm shooting like Allen I'm toting the Tommy you might get turned to Klay by the Thompson I'm catching a body big 22 that's laid out beside me
I think they know I let it blow
I been the shit since Let You Go
Went with her new man to rolling loud and I should tell him be aware
And I should tell her go to the next one I'ma be right there
But I won't be in the crowd, I'ma be up on that stage and everyone gon hear my sound
Posted up back of the club, and we got our own section
I could tell shawty a dub, cause she ain't send a message
Sorry bae can't give my love, cuz it turns to aggression
I admit it bitch I'm toxic, tried to stop it I cant stop it
My ptsd, it's kickin in so let's get high tonight
Mike Amiris, Balmain sweater, I get fly alright
Walked in the function with the sticky who gonna die tonight?
Yeah who gonna die tonight?
They like, oh my god, look at where I'm at
My old life dark as fuck now I ain't ever going back
Grippy in the sack I gotta keep this shit a stack
He not that trench material he turned into a pack
Feel like a neighborhood hero I ain't no Superman
I'm climbing to the top, they said that I got stupid plans
It's 3am with my demons I'm downin shooters damn
I ain't want no love but I don't think that that's in Cupid's plans
Wockhardt on my jeans, I been codeine dreaming
It ain't what it seems, under pressure they be leaving
Take a snake up out the grass for every goal I be achieving
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
My old life dark as fuck now I ain't ever going back
Grippy in the sack I gotta keep this shit a stack
He not that trench material he turned into a pack
Feel like a neighborhood hero I ain't no Superman
I'm climbing to the top, they said that I got stupid plans
It's 3am with my demons I'm downing shooters damn
I ain't want no love but I don't think that that's in Cupid's plans
Wockhardt on my jeans, I been codeine dreaming
It ain't what it seems, under pressure they be leaving
Take a snake up out the grass for every goal I be achieving
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
I could make that body rock, something like Dwayne Johnson
And if they talk then we gon give 'em shots, like Johnson & Johnson
I'ma be honest, feel like Giannis, I need the bucks so I'ma fly out to Wisconsin
They know I'm shooting like Allen I'm toting the Tommy you might get turned to Klay by the Thompson I'm catching a body big 22 that's laid out beside me
I think they know I let it blow
I been the shit since Let You Go
Went with her new man to rolling loud and I should tell him be aware
And I should tell her go to the next one I'ma be right there
But I won't be in the crowd, I'ma be up on that stage and everyone gon hear my sound
Posted up back of the club, and we got our own section
I could tell shawty a dub, cause she ain't send a message
Sorry bae can't give my love, cuz it turns to aggression
I admit it bitch I'm toxic, tried to stop it I cant stop it
My ptsd, it's kickin in so let's get high tonight
Mike Amiris, Balmain sweater, I get fly alright
Walked in the function with the sticky who gonna die tonight?
Yeah who gonna die tonight?
They like, oh my god, look at where I'm at
My old life dark as fuck now I ain't ever going back
Grippy in the sack I gotta keep this shit a stack
He not that trench material he turned into a pack
Feel like a neighborhood hero I ain't no Superman
I'm climbing to the top, they said that I got stupid plans
It's 3am with my demons I'm downin shooters damn
I ain't want no love but I don't think that that's in Cupid's plans
Wockhardt on my jeans, I been codeine dreaming
It ain't what it seems, under pressure they be leaving
Take a snake up out the grass for every goal I be achieving
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
Sticking with my brothers everybody else is scheming
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Writer(s): Thomas Barth
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