I GOT DREAMS TOO B!TCH Lyrics

Yeah

Uh

Say you wanna swing

You wanna hang with the gang, roll with the team

I've been stuck in a lane, tryna get free

I'm not one to be tamed, know what I mean

Already know what I can achieve

Can't be stuck in a box when I am me

Can't be stuck in a box

Already know what I

Yeah

I've been talkin' about havin' a vision and been the one lackin' it

Seeking compassion and finding new ways to be passionate

While I contemplate the disastrous

Hittin' the pause, replays not by accident

Gotta up my game for a good seat in the pit of the Lazarus

Just wait til I master this, get it on lock

Gonna shackle it like the government do to the bastard kids

I'm black and this skin is immaculate

That's why they hassle the shit

We're way above the average

But still they herd us like cattle bitch

Feeling reborn and I cannot remember the pasts I've lived

Shit got me torn tryna imagine it

Know things are missing from my attic

Gotta tear through the static

Still kneeling with Kaepernick 'less that's just more gag and shtick

I'm all that and a bag of chips

My brain's on some jurassic shit

That means I'm really imaginative and can come up with some shit that you can't even fathom, bitch

But I'm still broke, now ain't that some shit

Prolly 'cause I know cash don't really amount to shit

Unless you seek the secret hieroglyphs

Bitch, I'm a trip

Like a cold Heineken I got the drip

That's how I gotcha bitch from the back on some Heimlich shit

Lickin' up on a dike bitch clit

I'm really liking this

Oh yeah, this mind is sick

Might have to find a grip

I got the bars to grip, come with some harder shit

For fish got tartare bitch

I'm flame, blaze arsonists

A raging narcissists

I got the bars to grip, come with some harder shit

For fish got tartare bitch

I'm flame, blaze arsonists

A raging narcissists

I got the bars to grip, come with some harder shit

For fish got tartare bitch

I'm flame, blaze arsonists

A raging narcissists

Almost mastered graphics til I thought to peep what was out in traffic

Flippin' words, gymnastics

Now I'm graphic, hella pornographic

Besides, the salary cap I was already maxin'

School just teach you backwards

Licked a rap and felt like a trip off acid

Now I'm on y'all asses to move the masses

Gotta hash this out, can't waste no time in classes

Too many years spent passive and lackin' in action

I'm just tryna get established

Whole lot of lines on that list that I'm subtractin' like a fuckin' addict

Tryna swim in money just like NASA

So I may seem erratic

Especially when I get up on a track tryna make your defeat a habit

Got dreams like rabbit but I know life ain't what it seems and you gotta be a fiend to grab it

So you seize it bastard

Slave turning king on a master

Break away regimes, do it faster 'cause we all have a dream to leave disaster

Finding my peace in a pristine pasture

Tryna conquer the scene like a Nikon just captured

Monicker reeks of hazard

Joker Alexander prolly take out a priest if he has to

Anything for the team 'cause I gotta make sure that they're seen to the rapture

Even if they're forced to be watching over me after

I'm a creep like Roshi

And that also means I can be deemed as the master

Hope you watchin' bastards