Dreams

(album: The Lost Flash Drive - 2016)

Yeah, see me, see me
(Whoo Kid)

[Kidd Kidd:]
It all started with this bitch named Tina
Met her at La Marina
Didn't judge a book by the cover but it was easy to read her
See I'm too hood, she too diva, only give it when you eat her
Out to eat when you treat her
Bitch I ain't FEMA
The word on the street, she got that Aquifina
But the pussy wetter than Katrina, she's a keeper
But I don't need her
She ain't an IGer but she scrolling through my pics
Checking every comment from a bitch
Glad she ain't leave one
You find a good one, keep her, that's what I was told
But every thing that glitters just ain't gold
She's a centerfold
Looking for a nigga with some bread to get a dinner roll
Just another actor looking for another role

[Lloyd Banks:]
I need somebody that can relate to being from the street
She's getting naked on the walk-in I ain't come to speak
I think I found her, probably switch up in another week
I'm tryna hit the club, prolly never get no sleep
She done fell in love, I'm just tryna keep it cool
I hear you talking but nobody wanna be the fool
Million dollar nigga, had a dream and seen it through
Old bitches acting different, everything is new

She told you what was gon' be there waiting on you know she faking
She's making moves and that is [?] overstatement
Can't hold no patience, RIP you lost your girl to pimping
The one that used to hold you down, feels like your world is slipping
She's over prison, wanna fly and see the world my nigga
Nothing you hit her for the settlement insurance flipper
Free porn, I'm with her
Got an ass so fat look like it's custom
I always got somebody's heart to trust 'em
You put all that work in for nothing
Nothing be success
You had players and I mean the best
[?] sex
So what's next? Blue dream and checks
Don't love to [?] the steps
Got over good, you keep the rest
Plenty cheaters out here if you need a test

I need somebody that can relate to being from the street
She's getting naked on the walk and I ain't come to speak
I think I found her, probably switch up in another week
I'm tryna hit the club, prolly never get no sleep
She done fell in love, I'm just tryna keep it cool
I hear you talking but nobody wanna be the fool
Million dollar nigga, had a dream and seen it through
Old bitches acting different, everything is new

[Tony Yayo:]
Bags from Barney's with no flaws
She prays like them saints on the church walls
Carry-on luggages Mark Cross
And Valentino bags on Valentines
She independent baby girl got her own grind
She got morals, got a masters, and the whole nine
She playing hard to get
Real hood but a classy chick
If her phone is face down she on some cheating shit
Watch these rap niggas get all up in her guts
European time eiffel tower lighting up
You on real nigga time so bitch hurry up
This a 216, get your ass in my truck

[Lloyd Banks:]
I need somebody that can relate to being from the street
She's getting naked on the walk and I ain't come to speak
I think I found her, probably switch up in another week
I'm tryna hit the club, prolly never get no sleep
She done fell in love, I'm just tryna keep it cool
I hear you talking but nobody wanna be the fool
Million dollar nigga, had a dream and seen it through
Old bitches acting different, everything is new