Dreaming

INTRO Posted up on the block niggas know where to find me But niggas not on no timing Big bentley boys and we always be flying If she sending the drop then he dying, promoting the violence Ducking and dodging got clipped through the blinders 40 gone blind him Beam on that Glock just to find him, spinning that block and this tec on me really gone fry him VERSE Clip on that mac, all black and im moving too tact like I’m living that fast life Counting this money in a present and past life Always poled up can’t go out like the last guy Can’t go out like rah, i can’t go out like lotti They call me the don but i feel i’m gotti It is could get rocky, put him on ice and wе not playing hockey Clip extra ocky Ripping his jacket Mackagе Thank the connect, blast him Niggas get popped for that ratting Pull up to my sides you know that shit active We posted just ready for action Like If that nigga walk up he could have it VERSE Smoking on top opp Shh been in the air he got shot shot And shh got left in the back , so sad Don’t lack Do this shit daily for all of my guys, couple chops hidden a couple of nines No rondo Beam on his head he got hit w a hard scope Don’t fw no roscoe Don’t fuck w no 12 VERSE Said he got boxed up and then put on a shelf, no health He done Back out my phone just to make the opps run cause they know that they done Spin through the what he get shot his face I duck from the jakes but i ain’t skipping no states 9 on my hip knock his lungs outta place Then we spitting and pissing all over his grave These niggas want problems w me Just get you a bag and then niggas gone see Wasting time on my dick you could be stacking the breesh But nah ya feens She wanna get close so she buying my jeans She geeked And off of the liqs she a freak Just pass jay the knocks he a tweak You might get popped for thinking shit sweet I stay close to that heat He think that he low but i already peeped Cause i move super tact i spot you fore you spot me JO my ooter move tact he don’t speak Just know that it’s up u get caught in the street Like Living life on repeat Niggas is broke and they mad that i’m sleeze Life just so cold so i copped a moncleez Zip that bitch up if i’m toting the gleesh Hollows hit him he laid in the street Packing that heat Niggas is pussy put pep in they feet Bandz be the name and i throw up mb Said he fit for the stain so we spin through the ps If he back out the knocks we gone watch that boy freeze Run up ya pockets just give me the breesh Go home and forget we was niggas you seen Like You was having a dream But if you try to get back then you get put to sleep His blood is my blood said that’s b to tha b OUTRO Mackage, said we rip through ya mackage Spin through ya block and we leaving a package Hop in the v get to dashing Back out the knocks hollows ripping his fashion Niggas not on no action Spending his time on the captions, till i get the blacking Give a fuck bout a post i be makkin Niggas want me all mad but i’m cashin Pussy niggas still ratting Still dropping the addy can’t wait till he lackin Up the knocks let him have it If that boy try to run ima drag him Watch how, he duck and he dodge till i flash him Watch how he drop right into the casket They call his name, but that nigga absent