VIVID DREAMS.
I go get it, I don't got a dream
This life, ain't what it seem
She bad, for me
Reap what you sow and you sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be
Where the door, I got the key
I see it so vividly yee
I land in the city, we smokin' the tree
Scratch that, we smokin' the Za
Scratch that, we puffin' exotic
This shit got me movin' robotic
I hop on the track with AI
Up in this bitch, RPo
We ready to take over rap game
With patience, we takin' it slow (Yea)
Believe me, not doin' no slackin
I'm kinda just talkin', not rappin'
I like when she throw that shit back
Applause, make her shit clap
Quit talking that bullshit, I gotta go
Touchdown, nigga, I got a score
These niggas be chasin' them hoes
Them niggas like 30 years old
In college, I'm servin' the lows
But fuck it, I'm done with that shit
That little bitch treat me like ice cream
All she wanna do is just lick
No cough, my flow is too sick
No Insta, but I keep it real
When you die, man, I got the chills
Daddy, man, I'm in my feelings
(The feels, the feels, the feels)
Thinkin' about it now, I'm in my feelings
Ain't no limits, I'm about to go up
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling (Yea,yea)
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling (The ceiling)
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling
I go get it, I don't got a dream
This life ain't what it seem
She bad for me
Reap what you sow and you sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be
Where the door, I got the keys
I see it so vividly yee
It's been a long day, I'm finna go roll me some weed
These niggas, they sleep catchin' up on some Z's
These niggas, they sleep from countin' them sheep
My mama died, I put my heart all out my sleeve
I pray to God, that I see you in my dreams
I wish I could turn it into reality (yea)
I jumped off the porch, around the age of 13
I was blind to your love, but now I can see
When I had cried, he wiped his tears off of my cheek (you fine)
I eat it like Bon Appetit
I go get it, I don't got a dream
This life ain't what it seem
She bad to me
Reap what you sow and sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be?
Where the door, bitch, I got the key
I see it so vividly yee
This life, ain't what it seem
She bad, for me
Reap what you sow and you sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be
Where the door, I got the key
I see it so vividly yee
I land in the city, we smokin' the tree
Scratch that, we smokin' the Za
Scratch that, we puffin' exotic
This shit got me movin' robotic
I hop on the track with AI
Up in this bitch, RPo
We ready to take over rap game
With patience, we takin' it slow (Yea)
Believe me, not doin' no slackin
I'm kinda just talkin', not rappin'
I like when she throw that shit back
Applause, make her shit clap
Quit talking that bullshit, I gotta go
Touchdown, nigga, I got a score
These niggas be chasin' them hoes
Them niggas like 30 years old
In college, I'm servin' the lows
But fuck it, I'm done with that shit
That little bitch treat me like ice cream
All she wanna do is just lick
No cough, my flow is too sick
No Insta, but I keep it real
When you die, man, I got the chills
Daddy, man, I'm in my feelings
(The feels, the feels, the feels)
Thinkin' about it now, I'm in my feelings
Ain't no limits, I'm about to go up
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling (Yea,yea)
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling (The ceiling)
I'm probably gon' shoot past the ceiling
I go get it, I don't got a dream
This life ain't what it seem
She bad for me
Reap what you sow and you sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be
Where the door, I got the keys
I see it so vividly yee
It's been a long day, I'm finna go roll me some weed
These niggas, they sleep catchin' up on some Z's
These niggas, they sleep from countin' them sheep
My mama died, I put my heart all out my sleeve
I pray to God, that I see you in my dreams
I wish I could turn it into reality (yea)
I jumped off the porch, around the age of 13
I was blind to your love, but now I can see
When I had cried, he wiped his tears off of my cheek (you fine)
I eat it like Bon Appetit
I go get it, I don't got a dream
This life ain't what it seem
She bad to me
Reap what you sow and sow what you reap
So tell me now what it's gon' be?
Where the door, bitch, I got the key
I see it so vividly yee
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Writer(s): Chris Radford
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