Lucid Dreams Lyrics – Brezden
Singer: Brezden
Title: Lucid Dreams
Yeah
I be havin’ lucid-, it’s like i can’t move
Yeah
I be havin’ lucid dreams like i-, yeah
I be havin’ lucid dreams, it’s like i can’t move
I put my life inside this rappin’, so i can’t lose
They be actin’ like they real, but it’s fake news
I want drugs, i want love, but i can’t choose
Gettin’ love in the city, gettin’ hate, too
If you blow up in they face, they’ll hate you
Can you give me my sh#t back? that just ain’t you
Woke up in the mornin’, made a song, i ain’t a fool
Gang told me i’m gon’ blow, say it’s fake, fool
I told my b#tch that i got hoеs, but she fake, fool
Flexin’ monеy, you ain’t pay the bail, that sh#t ain’t cool
6’5, but i stand on my money, and i’m 8’2
Yeah, my figure skinny, i swear that my plate full
Shawty sippin’ henny, put her in a great move
b#tch, i’m really winnin’, go sit at the table
He said he was spinnin’, he was tellin’ fables
I had no friends as a kid, so i came up dolo
I seen 〈.?.〉 where i live, but i came up polo
Learnin’ nun’, but trust a soul, so i’m rockin’ solo (yeah)
I did ten in a week, first time i did promo
Havin’ lucid dreams, it’s like i can’t
Uh
I be havin’ lucid dreams, it’s like i can’t move
I be havin’ lucid dreams like i can’t move (i put my life inside this rappin’, so i can’t lose)
I be havin’ lucid dreams, it’s like i can’t move
I be havin’ lucid dreams like i can’t move
n#gg#s out here tryna scam like they work at school
We’ll teach a n#gg# a lesson, yeah, we got some rules
Basically, i got credits to talk my sh#t
Like the end of the movie, we addin’ extra clips
We been told him if he pull up then that’s suicide
Like a drive-through, he gon’ pull up then we feed his #ss them bullets
I’m the man but i ain’t crooked
And my n#gg#s’ll score in the sun, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout devin booker
He feel like james, it was hard for him to up his rocket
And i’m the other james, i’m the king so you can’t stop it
Yeah, he got pain in him
You lookin’ inside him
He ain’t got sane in him
The streets made him go insane, ain’t no change in him
But he just want the bread
He don’t want no job, he’d just rather serve to the fiends instead
We got sticks, they’ll fill him up with hella lead
I got hoes doin’ what i say, i feel like simon says
And she gon’ suck me up ’cause i got a lil’ bit of motion
She give me brain like emoji, a new explosion
What’s your exposure?
We tryna extort somebody
And how you up that gun and shoot, you ain’t tryna catch no body
He look away when he let off the fire
He not even like that, that n#gg# a liar
Listen to me, you put in a trance, i had n#gg#s inspired
My n#gg#s scorin’ like ball brother, and he talk ’bout spire
Better not change on your brother, that’s just how you expire
Better not pull up on that block, you’ll come and die here, lighter
I flick it once, she blink, i know she f#ckin’
We on the go, everything is green, it’s a bucket
Rushin’ in the field, you get on defense, we gon’ truck him
Said he lost his mans in that sh#t, that glock took him
Yeah
I be havin’ lucid dreams like i can’t move
n#gg#s out here tryna scam like they work at school
We’ll teach a n#gg# a lesson, that’s just how we rule
Yeah, that’s just how we rule
Put ’em in, shorty
Put the laws in play, you go in order, n#gg#
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