Dreamcatcher
All my niggas breadwinners
We bag grabbers
We go getters
No slipping
We get to blicking
We don't talk we just start clicking
I'm like bruce wayne
Nah more like CB cause i'm bringing the pain
These niggas gon know my name
My name gon be on the board and the game
I keep it real
Don't do no deals
Won't sell my soul for a meal
I be grinding
They be sliding
On the beats i'm gliding
Like i be going too hard
Don't drop my guard
Won't let a thot even touch my heart
Too much of a star
These bitches just try to take me apart
I just keep to myself
Haters not bad these niggas just help
How the fuck you hate but you got no job you hide in a shell
You niggas living in hell
Like let's keep it a stack
Never mind i forgot you don't get that
If you did you wouldn't be on my ass
When i blow up don't give me no dap
Like call up shade or call up hound i'll get you smoked by night
You niggas too pussy come on put the sticks down now nigga come on let's fight
Ya men can't squabble i'll have snow falling all through the night
Send the white to franklin he got em locked in just don't get him tight
You gon let ya men die for your pride
Now you next in line
I could've made a call and have you lined
But i don't play with lives
See i'm not like other niggas i think about the future
But if you just gon keep dissin' then i might just call them sooner
I don't leave no traces
No mask up on our faces
We just get the money and break it
M3 so quick the cops can't chase it
How the fuck you hatin
Show your bank my nigga i'm waiting
Got a lil bit of bread just save it
Look at all of the time you wasting like
Get out of my face and make some money you niggas is crummy
I don't mean to rant but you so broke it's not even funny
I can't even laugh no more
You gotta leave go outside some more
Don't let him back in lock up the door
Come back when you can up the score
The most hurt people will hurt people that's a fact
So i feel bad for the niggas who hate on my raps
It's okay my nigga we all feel pain
Don't let that shit control ya brain
Don't hide in comments expressing ya hate
Sometimes everybody just needs a break
So take my advice and go be great
Don't waste this time you got a fate
Everyone gon eat i got the plates
Everyone gon shine i got the faith
This is our time we are the chosen
I'll take the mic and be the voice of the broken
We bag grabbers
We go getters
No slipping
We get to blicking
We don't talk we just start clicking
I'm like bruce wayne
Nah more like CB cause i'm bringing the pain
These niggas gon know my name
My name gon be on the board and the game
I keep it real
Don't do no deals
Won't sell my soul for a meal
I be grinding
They be sliding
On the beats i'm gliding
Like i be going too hard
Don't drop my guard
Won't let a thot even touch my heart
Too much of a star
These bitches just try to take me apart
I just keep to myself
Haters not bad these niggas just help
How the fuck you hate but you got no job you hide in a shell
You niggas living in hell
Like let's keep it a stack
Never mind i forgot you don't get that
If you did you wouldn't be on my ass
When i blow up don't give me no dap
Like call up shade or call up hound i'll get you smoked by night
You niggas too pussy come on put the sticks down now nigga come on let's fight
Ya men can't squabble i'll have snow falling all through the night
Send the white to franklin he got em locked in just don't get him tight
You gon let ya men die for your pride
Now you next in line
I could've made a call and have you lined
But i don't play with lives
See i'm not like other niggas i think about the future
But if you just gon keep dissin' then i might just call them sooner
I don't leave no traces
No mask up on our faces
We just get the money and break it
M3 so quick the cops can't chase it
How the fuck you hatin
Show your bank my nigga i'm waiting
Got a lil bit of bread just save it
Look at all of the time you wasting like
Get out of my face and make some money you niggas is crummy
I don't mean to rant but you so broke it's not even funny
I can't even laugh no more
You gotta leave go outside some more
Don't let him back in lock up the door
Come back when you can up the score
The most hurt people will hurt people that's a fact
So i feel bad for the niggas who hate on my raps
It's okay my nigga we all feel pain
Don't let that shit control ya brain
Don't hide in comments expressing ya hate
Sometimes everybody just needs a break
So take my advice and go be great
Don't waste this time you got a fate
Everyone gon eat i got the plates
Everyone gon shine i got the faith
This is our time we are the chosen
I'll take the mic and be the voice of the broken
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Writer(s): Clarson Balan
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