Oh oh
Soweezy
It was all a dream
You can miss me with the bullshit I done told you twice
It don't matter where I go you know I got my mic
Need a pen and a sheet then I get to writing
Man these niggas be miskeen nah I cannot have it
They ain't fuking with the dream so they call it hobby
They ain't seen what I seen vision kinda blury
But we grinding from this pain stepping till I'm Buried
And I ain't finna change nah nah I'm standing on it
Took flight left the city nigga I'm in motion
I can't lie miss my kins and i miss my mommas
Keep the beat on repeat I'm a fuking drummer
All this time in this heat got my damn weight up
Now Im riding zoes out in Turk and Caicos
How im stepping on beach shorty call me player
She said fuking with my genes I might call her later
Oh no I can't sell no dreams I'm just moving realer
All a dream
Lotta hidden things that been scarring me yeh
Serenity
I just need some peace and my collard greens
Melodies
I just need a beat and a lighter please
Fulfil my needs
Giving grace to god cuz he guiding me
Where we going where we going imma lead the way
Man I'm staying ten till the heaven gates
Man I got it out the mud like I'm Kevin gates
And I put that on my moms I ain't hesitate
Nah nah I ain't hesitate
When they told me it's for nothing I ain't take a break
Had to hit em with a hesi cuz I needed space
If they guve a nigga trouble I just fadeaway
You can miss me with the bullshit I done told you twice
It don't matter where I go you know I got my mic
Need a pen and a sheet then I get to writing
Man these niggas be miskeen nah I cannot have it
They ain't fuking with the dream so they call it hobby
They ain't seen what I seen vision kinda blury
But we grinding from this pain stepping till I'm Buried
And I ain't finna change nah nah I'm standing on it
Took flight left the city nigga I'm in motion
I can't lie miss my kins and i miss my mommas
Keep the beat on repeat I'm a fuking drummer
All this time in this heat got my damn weight up
Now Im riding zoes out in Turk and Caicos
How im stepping on beach shorty call me player
She said fuking with my genes I might call her later
Oh no I can't sell no dreams I'm just moving realer
Oh oh oh
It was all a dream yeh
Thought they told you it was all a dream
Now you standing watching me
But I gotta leave you in the streets
You can miss me with the bullshit I done told you twice
It don't matter where I go you know I got my mic
Need a pen and a sheet then I get to writing
Man these niggas be miskeen nah I cannot have it
They ain't fuking with the dream so they call it hobby
They ain't seen what I seen vision kinda blury
But we grinding from this pain stepping till I'm Buried
And I ain't finna change nah nah I'm standing on it
Took flight left the city nigga I'm in motion
I can't lie miss my kins and i miss my mommas
Keep the beat on repeat I'm a fuking drummer
All this time in this heat got my damn weight up
Now Im riding zoes out in Turk and Caicos
How im stepping on beach shorty call me player
She said fuking with my genes I might call her later
Oh no I can't sell no dreams I'm just moving realer
Moving realer
Moving realer