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Dreams

I could tell you what love feel like really feel like dreams

Don't know what it means

Don't know if it's working

The year 2k23

And the fits too clean

My sister hit 19

And I missed her birthday

Make your wish tell her make your list Imma get your gifts on Christmas

Drop my hits and I take my spliff when I bake it's not your business

No witness

Won't stress if I sip my citrus

Don't text if I'm with my mistress

Don't flex if you missed your fitness

Don't flex if you missed it

Bro been pressed telling me I don't text I been needing more rest too restless

I believe in my checks my checklist

Tell him we blessed

Selling my thoughts I'm selling my chests

Swear I give em my heart and they giving me stress

Giving my best cause I live in my art to deliver my message

Too many too faced gotta hide my cards never show my ace

Wouldn't ride my board wouldn't whine her waist

Couldn't drive my cars couldn't win my race

Tell him I'm first

Thoughts too rich I ain't selling my worth

Sending my worst if a hitta try diss me

Turn a man history swiftly

Tall Racks so I Tellaman miss me

Fall back I ain't never call back and I'm betting my plaques she'll kiss me

Fools talk, but they never be next

Do more say less

Never gon find Apostle

Niggas be lion Mufasa

Tryna go find the sauce

Tell em go fly Mombasa

Tell em go abroad

Kinshasa

Said the world is yours

Cape Town touch down had to skip my city cause they biting my sound

Still I'm chillin' with a view

Room 502 rarely round my crowd

Still I'm chillin' with a view

She a dime not mine and you know shit loud

Still I'm chillin' with a view

Still I'm chillin' with a view

Still I'm chillin' with a few real niggas who ain't never gon switch

Lights off and the power just dipped

Been a minute since I met up with the realest swear I miss em if they listen then Im happy as a bitch

Who just met me

Tripple texts never trippin bout the ex or the extra

No hands how she ride no tesla

Full marks if I found her test

Two sparks and it's down my chest

Two takes and it's on my roster

Too fake too many imposters

No breaks cause I need to go faster

I told him that age is a lie, boy it's all in the mind

From young I've been thinking on fossil

From young I've been getting my pasta