Woken Dreams

(album: A Demon In 6lue - 2020)

Do you want smoke?
You want all the smoke
Bando on the 808s going crazy
Said "Dreams come true"
Don't be mad, they gotta pay me too
These niggas hate me too
Ay, I said "Dreams come true"
Don't be mad, these niggas hate me too
Yeah, ay, ay

I said "Dreams come true"
Don't be mad, they gotta pay me too
These niggas hate me too
Yeah, I said "Dreams come true"
Don't be mad, they try to break me too
Don't let 'em break you too
Ay, I said "Dreams come true"
Don't be mad, they gotta pay me too
These niggas hate me too
Ay, I said "My dreams come true"
Don't be mad, they try to break me too
Don't let 'em break you too

These niggas hate me 'cause I always keep it real
I ain't never had to lie, I sucked no dick to get a bill
They really love my talent, I do this shit for real
If a nigga play with me or minez, that nigga getting killed
That nigga dying today
If I tell my niggas "Go," them niggas slide today
And if I give 'em your direction, they gon' slide that way
Hit his spine that way
I go and grab that K and I'm gon' slide today
I got the drop on the opp so it's time to tint the windows
Let 'em niggas slide, got the tints, presidential
If I wanna kill 'em on the gang, we gotta flip those
The whole gang gotta flip those
He ducked behind the car, we shoot over those
If he fucking on that ho, we get all the hoes
Ay, you best believe that I love the bros
Gotta know that I love my bros
And I ain't never did nothing flawed, never been a snake
I ain't never did nothing, bitch, I never been a fake
I been fuller in a world of snakes, a world full of hate
And a world full of whiteface, tryna judge my race
Niggas hating, you want my spot? I'm posted on the block
I got a big ass Glock, a nigga play, he getting popped
I'ma knock him out his shit, I'ma block him out this shit
And I'ma mark him out this bitch, we finna chalk him in this bitch
White chalk all around him
Fake love, it surround us
And them haters all around us
And them haters all around us
Ay, bloods rocking wit' me, but my crips, they on my side
Swear to God I love Peezy even though he slime
Shooting for my nigga if he ever up and die
And whoever did this shit, I swear to God, the gang gon' ride
We gon' catch a nigga slipping, catch a nigga lacking
Big 40 by my side, they know a nigga packing
And yeah I like to fight, a nigga still jacking
My Memphis niggas stepping, my Cali niggas repping
Ay, 6-0 cripping, we make these niggas jealous
They really want my spot, and some niggas really telling
They all on the paperwork, nigga, where that paperwork?
I'on wanna talk to you 'cause that's gon' send that paper first
A real Laker fan when them 2010 playoffs hurt
So much money in my hand I could build a paper church
He take the real too fast, like why can't you take fakers first?
Passed the gun to my mans, [?]
Partners killing partners like street code don't exist
(Partners killing partners like street code don't exist)