Dream

I just had a dream I'm in the sand
Making deals with
For the gas and it's really on
A k 47's in demand
Grown in Afghanistan
Good as cash man
It's really gone
I turned a half into 100 grand
I don't think you understand
How it feels
Man it's really raw
I fucked off so many rubber bands
I can wrap them all together
Just the size of a basketball

Growing up I know who had them boats
And the ones who serving coke
Fish scale and never soap
It started off with just a couple O's
And I sold a whole lot
Til I got it for the low
And I ain't never going to break your back
Cuz we got a lot of packs
And we never be taxing
These pussy boys they always want to rap
But their numbers don't add up
And they don't got traction

I just had a dream I'm in the sand
Making deals with
For the gas and it's really on
A k 47's in demand
Grown in Afghanistan
Good as cash man
It's really gone
I turned a half into 100 grand
I don't think you understand
How it feels
Man it's really raw
I fucked off so many rubber bands
I can wrap them all together
Just the size of a basketball

I was young when I hopped up on the track
And I started singing hooks
But i didn't care what happened
Real punk rock is a rap
So I started bumping that
And I didn't go to classes
I knew I had to hustle for equipment
That's what I call commitment
But I can't be specific
Keep your fucking nose up out my business
Cuz I'm about these digits
And you up in your feelings

I just had a dream I'm in the sand
Making deals with
For the gas and it's really on
A k 47's in demand
Grown in Afghanistan
Good as cash man
It's really gone
I turned a half into 100 grand
I don't think you understand
How it feels
Man it's really raw
I fucked off so many rubber bands
I can wrap them all together
Just the size of a basketball



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Pueschner
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