Blue Dream Lyrics

I used to sell blue dream, now I'm walking around with bricks and nina

Feel like ace fresh out of them cleaners, hold up check my demeanor

I'm walking around with that shit on my chest, TNR fat shit on my neck

I stay down my nigga, he ain't around cause he a clown my nigga

He ain't around cause he a clown my nigga

Ayy, I built this shit from the ground my nigga

Dropping slips pound for pound my nigga

I been on a 90 day run, I ain't fuck in a minute

Trap no rap, let me record in the kitchen

S.O.B

Since a youngin I been standing on business

Them bodies drop when I'm sipping on lemon

S.O.B

Stand on bodies and I'm standing on businesses

I'm trying to make the pape stack by the minute

I been trapping so damn hard I got them bricks in the ceiling

That's a one good hell of a feeling

Growing up I was looking up to Birdman and Slim

Look up I get a handshake from him

You telling me keep on rapping but the trap still jumping

Look up see the dope fiends coming

Bout if the rap shit my fate

I ain't hiding, duck and understand I ain't coming for nothing

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma keep on, keep on coming

I'ma keep on, keep on coming

Come on now, come on now

Ayy

Come on now

Ayy

Ayy

Come on now

Come on, come on, come on

I used to sell blue dreams

Now I'm walking around with pounds and bales

Seen them shits touchdown through the mail

Hold up

Sometimes you don't touch the scale

Exotic pack nigga? Know im here

This trap shit get blood, sweat and tears

And I been doing this shit for years

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I ain't worrying bout no feds in my ass

I been doing this smart

I'm here

Uh, uh

Lemon cherry sixteen hundred

Who want it

Who trying to turn they trap up till it's jumping

Pull up on me with the money

No frontin

Trying to get that bread

Put it on mustard

And I been told I'm the hottest in the city

When I ain't hot

If the feds ain't come get me

But I'ma keep on, keep on trapping

I'ma trap to my pockets not skinny

And I prefer a little wock over remy

Tell Nick come pour up with me

And I'ma keep on, keep on trapping

Keep trapping to my pockets aint skinny

Let's go, let's go

And you know there's a way

To get up

To let me down

Before the sun

To have a go

But I'm not the same

I'm more than only one

I'll get this done and win it

I'll get this done and win it