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Hotboii

Dream

 

Dream

(альбом: Life Of A Hotboii - 2021)


True where the fuck you're at?

Just like Luther King bitch I had a dream
I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans
Did what I had to do I'm fulfilling my needs
Locked up only place I was going was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell that composition notebook and that pen
Nigga locked down you ain't got no friends
Nigga locked down you ain't got no bitch
They tried to indict me don't want me with bands
I cut my EM come and catch me you can
I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been I could never forget to remind me
I take a look at my jit spread my wings
They don't want me to win

Hotboii cinematic everything he shot gon' get premiered
All I want for niggas know not to play with me I don't wanna be feared
How you want smoke but you ain't got no funds
All you do is post guns that shit weird
Running with the K lil nigga I could coach ya, do it for the culture cause I'm that real
I had a dream like Luther
Dreamed that I had ten hoes in my bed
Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O
Dreamed I got away from the feds
Martin luther king dream
You can't say the V without Vari
It feel like a dream without snoring
Glock 23 don't mean Jordan
See how I was venting it was just my pen and composition
I didn't want to trust these women following my intuition
Bottled up my inner feelings until I explode
We got water bed for wet dreams I don't want to be woke

Just like Luther King bitch I had a dream
I guess it came true not to fuck up my jeans
Did what I had to do I'm fulfilling my needs
Locked up only place I was going was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell that composition notebook and that pen
Nigga locked down you ain't got no friends
Nigga locked down you ain't got no bitch
They tried to indict me don't want me with bands
I cut my EM come and catch me you can
I told my momma I ain't going to jail no more and I did that shit again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been I could never forget to remind me
I take a look at my jit spread my wings
They don't want me to win

I'll be sipping I don't get drunk no more
I won't even be one and give a fuck no more
I'll be drinking out of the bottle let my car was broke
Got a crash on Promethan I can't love no whore
Can't love no more
I don't got love for more
Heart so cold
I don't got love for folk
You are that nothing more

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