Dream Lyrics

Okay let's go

No I ain't prada Her

In this era most the devils be balenciaga up

All black wit a bright bright smile look like my time is up

Saw my first dream girl but know that I ain't finding her

One eye open you call me forest Whitaker

Talk about my dream know that mean I ain't giving up

Shot after shot had to clean it up like vinegar

Don't give me your time cause most of my girl time I ain't giving up

Don't think of them nights cause most these nights we just live up

Faded going up on the elevator

Glass view

Looking like my steps turned to some escalators

Bad bitch on my mind

Don't know if I'll see her later

Fucc it tho know like plenty bitches I got plenty flavors

Pulling big body foreign I ain't Escalade her

Every time she see me

Do it big

Know i got some paper

Despise when bitches all up in my face

She be my biggest hater

Shawty think it's sweet right now

Ima see you later

Watch me make my way to the top

Im a motivator

Brody sip that wock and crashed that V

When he started racing

Now he slowed down on the lean

I told him have some patience

Had to take a break from the streets

The love got vacant

Now these niggas seeing what i do

They wanna tag along

Fuck it though

Pull up to my show and sing your favorite song

But when it come to real shit just know there ain't no sing along

Cause when it came down you ain't tag along

Bitches playing hide and seek that's why I couldn't pick a boo

See a girl probably fall in love

Say she remarkable

She know I'm a Libra mad girls that I couldn't choose

No I ain't believe her

When she said that it wasn't you

No I ain't prada Her

In this era most the devils be balenciaga up

All black wit a bright bright smile look like my time is up

Saw my first dream girl but know that I ain't finding her

One eye open you call me forest Whitaker

Talk about my dream know that mean I ain't giving up

Shot after shot had to clean it up like vinegar

Don't give me your time cause most of my girl time I ain't giving up

Don't think of them nights cause most these nights we just live up

Faded going up on the elevator

Glass view

Looking like my steps turned to some escalators

Bad bitch on my mind

Don't know if I'll see her later

Fucc it tho know like plenty bitches I got plenty flavors

Pulling big body foreign I ain't Escalade her

Every time she see me

Do it big

Know i got some paper

Despise when bitches all up in my face

She be my biggest hater

Shawty think it's sweet right now

Ima see you later

Watch me make my way to the top

Im a motivator

Brody sip that wock and crashed that V

When he started racing

Now he slowed down on the lean

I told him have some patience

Had to take a break from the streets

The love got vacant