Terrell Brown - BelairRdDreamer Lyrics

Belair rd dreamer
Ya are wat u r
Parked by the store
Rolling stuffiess in the car
Turn the heat on
Middle of the winter
Wen i see ya
Breath turn to frost
I don't know if i believe ya
But i need ya right now
If only for a lil bit
Meet me at the crib
No surprise ya wanna lil dick
If thats the sacrifice i gotta make
To get some healing
Ima f*ck ya good
No complaining wen ya feel this
Keep ya feelings
On a leash white children
White noise
Blocking out the voices
Im accountable for all my choices
Need my account
To be too much to count

U always tell me i only think about myself
I don't know how do anything else

I'm just Belair road dreaming
I'ma Belair rd dreammer
Belair rd dreaming
Know there's more

Fuk California
Fuk a Hollywood
Ima die around the corner
Don't say i ain't warn ya
Married to the streets
I need a pastor and lawyer
Cheating w a hood bitch
Fuk her for 4 wings and fries
4 wings we fly
Bebe kids
U already know we multiply
Seen the whole world in ya eyes
I don't need to go nowhere
If they pay me for a night
Sneak and do a show there
Don't worry baby aint nobody i know there
I don't wanna meet knew people
I don't trust new smiles
Gotta tell new lies
Gotta be the version of me
I don't realize
Anxiety mixed w dark liquor
Early morning sweats
After early morning sex
I don't play games
Smoke game leafs tho
Fuk i look like on a damn beach tho
Catch me round the way
Walking down the street
Geeked tho
Screech yo