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Lil Roger - Selling Dreams Lyrics



Lil Roger - Selling Dreams Lyrics




Spin his block, we gon' spin again five% tints, he can't see me
Hop out chains on, so he know it's me 4800 shit, f*ck a drive-by
We on feet, and we throw up M's this for muda, come get up with me
We was five deep, on the dub
That's like six guns

Niggas sleepin', like this shit, don't get busy where I'm from
From the pole it get over cold, better keep a coat
I'm from uptown, I know how it feel to be broke
Sellin' weed out my sister house, on my sister couch

Thinkin' how am I gon' make it out, it might take a while
Made some sacrifices, I done lost some niggas on the way
Tryna keep Molly close, I think about Colbey every day
Flush the Percocets, I lost Bookie to some fentanyl

I stop drinkin' lean, but for Spike, I be off the alcohol
I can't feel my face, I just might go f*ck his bitch today
He took that bitch back, he don't know I nutted in her face
Take off on the jakes, Stoski got the wheel, who wanna race

They just free'd my brother from the feds, he just beat the case
I just beat the odds, where I'm from, you either stack or starve
Everybody eat, if I take off, we gon' land on Mars
2024, I ain't playin', this one for my fans

This one for the bitches, who ain't wanna f*ck me, I'm the man
I was broke and dusty, now I drive to banks to get advance
I don't need a deal, if I get one, then it's for the fam
Tell my mom she good, when I make it, she won't work again

Took a couple losses in this shit, I'ma win again
I see niggas watchin', I see niggas plottin', so that strap on me
She just want a baller she heard that I got that sack on me
Got them racks on me, I just hope that you don't reach

Niggas keep on doubtin' me, like I ain't grow up in these streets
Ain't no passin' me, I can rap on any beat
And these bars ain't free, if you want a feature, it ain't cheap
They look up to me, so I can't be out here sellin' dreams

I turned 23, still be rockin' J's on my feet
Put this on repeat, I just popped a X, now I can't sleep
Niggas wanna tweak, put two to his head, now he can't think, huh
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Spin his block, we gon' spin again five% tints, he can't see me
Hop out chains on, so he know it's me 4800 shit, f*ck a drive-by
We on feet, and we throw up M's this for muda, come get up with me
We was five deep, on the dub
That's like six guns

Niggas sleepin', like this shit, don't get busy where I'm from
From the pole it get over cold, better keep a coat
I'm from uptown, I know how it feel to be broke
Sellin' weed out my sister house, on my sister couch

Thinkin' how am I gon' make it out, it might take a while
Made some sacrifices, I done lost some niggas on the way
Tryna keep Molly close, I think about Colbey every day
Flush the Percocets, I lost Bookie to some fentanyl

I stop drinkin' lean, but for Spike, I be off the alcohol
I can't feel my face, I just might go f*ck his bitch today
He took that bitch back, he don't know I nutted in her face
Take off on the jakes, Stoski got the wheel, who wanna race

They just free'd my brother from the feds, he just beat the case
I just beat the odds, where I'm from, you either stack or starve
Everybody eat, if I take off, we gon' land on Mars
2024, I ain't playin', this one for my fans

This one for the bitches, who ain't wanna f*ck me, I'm the man
I was broke and dusty, now I drive to banks to get advance
I don't need a deal, if I get one, then it's for the fam
Tell my mom she good, when I make it, she won't work again

Took a couple losses in this shit, I'ma win again
I see niggas watchin', I see niggas plottin', so that strap on me
She just want a baller she heard that I got that sack on me
Got them racks on me, I just hope that you don't reach

Niggas keep on doubtin' me, like I ain't grow up in these streets
Ain't no passin' me, I can rap on any beat
And these bars ain't free, if you want a feature, it ain't cheap
They look up to me, so I can't be out here sellin' dreams

I turned 23, still be rockin' J's on my feet
Put this on repeat, I just popped a X, now I can't sleep
Niggas wanna tweak, put two to his head, now he can't think, huh
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Writer: Ronald Allen
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Performed By: Lil Roger
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Ronald Allen

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