Dream Workz

You can catch me fishing on the moon at night cause I'm gonna make my dream work

My baby look amazing in her two piece, better wearing nothing but my t-shirt

She's calling me a freak only when I'm in the sheets she don't know it so I teach her

So sweet she complaining that her teeth hurt

Ah shit I just kiss it better we got team work

I'm gonna be the biggest in the world

If you don't believe me turn this off right now and never buy my CD

Show me no respect and never add me to your playlist

As your speaker plays this I'm gonna be the greatest

Suffering in silence that's a daily habit

Hypocritical yute, just know I'm working on it

I tell my girl to never bottle up her problems

My version of its full up to the brim and i'm still hurting from it

From young i've been gifted with words

It might sound weird but I'm so sick that it hurts

How am I suppose to tell my mother with anxiety that I do too without triggering hers

My liver full of liquor that burns

You don't listen to my problems but you'll listen to hers

When it comes to chatting bout real life shit your a dickhead if you think it ain't different for girls

Yutes getting gassed off a large chette

I just grab a pen until my palm sweaty

My hearts heavy

Only drank a half bevvy but I'm feeling low already like the glass empty

All I see is love but it's half envy

And all we see is green but we aren't ready

So i'm linking amber tryna keep the car steady

My eyes are still red from that last seggy

Time to put my foot down like traffic lights

I've got an appitite for magic sights

And my presence is a present so I wrap it tight

Thoughts are brightest when there's a lack of light, a pen is what I grab at night

I'm sipping on spirits and I'm not adding sprite

Micheal Jackson it don't matter if it's black or white

I sit back and write

I'm wide awake until I'm satisfied

Nothings easy in this manic life

It's like I can't wait for heartbreak

Racing to the top but it feels like I'm stuck in last place

If revenge is sweet fam I got a harsh taste

And don't act as if you rate me if you half fake

And if you aren't fake then I'll ask you how my ass tastes

But everyone has hard days

My brain is just working at a fast pace

And I'm just tryna slow it down like a cars brakes

The world's fucked but I didn't get the memo though

I'm not a frigid girl but feels like I would never blow

She calls me James Bay but I let it go

Fam I swear she made my head explode