Eddy Baker - Drug Dealer Dreams lyrics

Alright lil’ bitch
Nigga healthy Boyz
Yeah alright
Lil’ Bitch

Money, Power, Weed all a young nigga need
Ever since a teen had drug dealer dreams
Gettin’ hella cream grindin’ hard
With my team
Dirty motherfuckers but we look so clean

Lobster with tilapia
I couldn’t join the mafia
Sold drugs for a profit brah I
Had to get my profit's up
PoPo on the block and stuff but
Them boys wasn’t stopping us
Shoebox stash I didn’t need
No fucking pocketbook
Got it from my Pops he was
Cookin’ on the pots and stuff
Niggas think they know me
But they really don’t i grew up well
Tough guys and we were i had to toughen up
17 got myself some chrome that
Bitch packed a punch
Ana bowls in my backpack sold
Em’ all at lunch
Every school dances I went to
Bet I spiked the punch (really)
You ain’t with the shit
Lil’ bitch then you fucking up
All my niggas got records don’t
Nobody fuck with us catch me in the trap
Or the stu smoking hella blunts
PayPal boomin’ clientele spending hella bucks
Eddy fucking Baker I’m the shit
Bitches on my nuts crook motherfucker
Greedy nigga plus I’m dangerous