DREAM (Speed up) Lyrics

Chillin' on the block, I'm feelin' so free

To survive, just you and me

Buggin' for the jeans, no trimmin' style

Kickin' back now, I don't know when or not

Crossin' down the street, now we get low

Where these haters from, from the radio, oh

Now we use a camera, just company

I'm livin' on it, mama, I'm kinda free

Turn up the lovin' up

This cup be bottlin' up

This bitch is gonna make you laugh

With her lies, like a granny cry

Ready now, man, I'ma crave

But she's on my mind, man, get yourself on my mane

Bad bitch, like a bane

Every day, when I'm in the zone

Have a blast, feelin' everything alone

For the so-called ghosts in the silent night

Keep it cozy, only everything is right, right, right

Everything is right, right

None the bitches know me, how could they be so mad

I'm free of us, like, bitches are bitches

The bitches know me, I ain't lied to them

Turn up the level, let the speakers blast

This bitch is chillin' like she's about to make a blast

No way, sweet lady, the block ain't gonna groove

It's all these bitches, for this shit, they all scored moves

I mean, I just do the blinks

Everybody wanna laugh as I shleed

From flip, from the mix, they dyin

And I'm rhymin' with my digits, I'm runnin' to your sign

And I'm hoppin' down, man, and I'm eatin' high

Hoppin' down, you don't know me, hate sign

Bonfire, hunnid bitches, boys are crushin' in

Tell us where to play, tell us how good the tempo begin, I

Bitches know she good to follow

They're dyin' to commit, just killin' off the follow

White flies for this ass, wait, I got this on the chain

Like a righteous man, shoutin

Sympathy is the key, and it's better that we won

Everybody wanna see the way they love it, it's a ball

Dancin' like nobody's watchin', hang up carefully

This girl is relevant to just you and me

Turn up the level, turn up the volume

Let the speakers blast

This bitch is chillin' like she's about to make a blast

With a lot of money, came to join in

We're right, and that's how we want it

My bitches wanna know me

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Raisin' the money, now me feelin' alone in

I think that's never feelin' lonely

From the start of the night

Everybody looky, looky, laugh for the night

As the memory linger

Everybody say the money touch is no longer

Two sides and casual vibe

Shining so really, really bright

With a laugh and joy

We'll continue to run, yeah

In this LA, bad way, final run, yeah

In this LA, bad way, final run