Ny Quil ft. Don Densley & Woodah Lyrics

You running it back?(Don't wake me)

You said yeah? (He's a Producer?)

(I'm dreaming)

I can hear my old verse

I quieted it

Say again?

I quieted it you're good

Yeah

Uh, made some sacrifices just to get a chance at it

So much stars inside my circle I'm Benz addict

Catch me whippin' wrist has been shattered

Still I wrote it down, hopin' it'll hold it down that ain't average nah

I ain't need a sure case

I just need to keep it pure during the war for Lord's sake

Stakes high up in the sky like a UFO fleet

Butterfly door reward metamorphosis state right now

Feelin' great right now

I hope you see me captivated by the plays I found its founders keepers

Found them in my brothers keepers, sneakers grounded

I don't want no other piece of what they think that they convey right now

Loud and proud Imma say my sound

Around us is what you feel when you feel from the ground up

Only time can tell, and time's up

So what you want?

Yeah so what you want? What you want nigga?

It's

Yeah look

Aye, I'm wide awake still dreaming been out here every season

Looking for a meaning or some reason I should keep on breathing

A couple drugs I'm feening, leaving y'all on red like what I'm bleeding

While I'm chasing blues like hand-me-downs my nigga ain't shit new

Pains of lack of understanding, lately I been so confused

I been out here trippin', need to tie my shoes cause I can't lose

On this race of life, I'm dodgin' racist dudes while payin' dues

When tables turn, I'm playin' pool

When bridges burn, I keep it cool

Cause I got shit to do, feel like ain't no time to do it

Lately they like, "Woodah you that nigga"Bitch, I been knew it

Bitch, I been knowin' Y'all can't see me like the wind blowin'

Stand on business, I been ten-toin' I ain't easy goin'

Cause shit expensive and I want my waves livable

If life's a bitch, at least I know this shit consensual

These niggas fictional, my story unconventional

I'm ten years deep and I ain't even at my pinnacle

Still goin' in to get out my head, I can't stay in bed

Words cut deep, but the deepest scars was never said

This Diary of a Wimpy Kid who somehow touched the cheese

Now nobody been playin' around with me just like a broken leg

I was sick in ways you couldn't cure with meds

Been tryna let go of my past so I can look ahead

Forget how niggas told me quit and I went hard instead

And how them niggas threw me crumbs and I came back with bread

Man they performative, the realest facing shortages dog

Even allowed my homie gone from how he never evolved

And I got guilt inside my heart like I won't never involve

Was tryna show them niggas love and you ain't see what I saw

Damn

Don't wake me, I'm dreaming

Don't wake me, I'm dreaming

Don't wake me, I'm dreaming