LNDN DRGS, IamSu! - Dreamer lyrics
[LNDN DRGS, IamSu! - Dreamer lyrics]
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming
Niggas can't see me with a telescope
Knocked first my bitch when I was 24, on P's
And niggas running around
This bitch hella broke
I always had money I was selling dope
For real been a fly nigga since grade school
You can ask the homies, know I paid dues
Kept the 8 ball in my tennis shoes
Pocket full of money, know I stay true
It's real
Me I'm from the westside of Bompton
Where the police real we don't do no talking
Enemigos stay away unless they
Wanna get knocked on
He a cool boy 'cause this shit poppin', on Ps
Never had a job but I had a hoe
Never love the bitch, you know how that go
Only real gangsters at a nigga's show
There wasn't dookie brains riding lo-los
Dreaming
Tell these bitches to dream on like
This ain't nothing to sleep on
This shit is real dreaming it was all a
Dream it was all a dream dreaming
We get money like Elon, like this some
Shit you can't even speak on
I swear to God dreaming
Dreaming it was all a dream it
Was all a dream dreaming
Dodging all the issues
And artificial problems
I'm busting out the wrapper like condoms
Wilin' like Dennis Rodman while
In an insane asylum
Ain't no more ways around it
I paid my dues and it made me grounded
I'm deep rooted
All that fake shit I see through it
I peep movements and speak to 'em
I'm still a student
Don't make me pull my notepad out
Analyze your movement and how it
Won't pan out dreaming
We really here for the long haul
Six years later I'm here and we still ball
See me in person and not
Understand I'm this tall
Bag bitches? in each mall then
Clip her like Chris Paul
This shit got me pissed off
Why I get my food last?
Bitch I'm Suzy 6-Speed
I get money too fast dreaming
Give her a chance if she worthy like Jay
Started drinking early so I'm
Swagging all day Ay
Dreaming
Niggas can't see me with a telescope
Knocked first my bitch when I was 24, on P's
And niggas running around
This bitch hella broke
I always had money I was selling dope
For real been a fly nigga since grade school
You can ask the homies, know I paid dues
Kept the 8 ball in my tennis shoes
Pocket full of money, know I stay true
It's real
Me I'm from the westside of Bompton
Where the police real we don't do no talking
Enemigos stay away unless they
Wanna get knocked on
He a cool boy 'cause this shit poppin', on Ps
Never had a job but I had a hoe
Never love the bitch, you know how that go
Only real gangsters at a nigga's show
There wasn't dookie brains riding lo-los
Dreaming
Tell these bitches to dream on like
This ain't nothing to sleep on
This shit is real dreaming it was all a
Dream it was all a dream dreaming
We get money like Elon, like this some
Shit you can't even speak on
I swear to God dreaming
Dreaming it was all a dream it
Was all a dream dreaming
Dodging all the issues
And artificial problems
I'm busting out the wrapper like condoms
Wilin' like Dennis Rodman while
In an insane asylum
Ain't no more ways around it
I paid my dues and it made me grounded
I'm deep rooted
All that fake shit I see through it
I peep movements and speak to 'em
I'm still a student
Don't make me pull my notepad out
Analyze your movement and how it
Won't pan out dreaming
We really here for the long haul
Six years later I'm here and we still ball
See me in person and not
Understand I'm this tall
Bag bitches? in each mall then
Clip her like Chris Paul
This shit got me pissed off
Why I get my food last?
Bitch I'm Suzy 6-Speed
I get money too fast dreaming
Give her a chance if she worthy like Jay
Started drinking early so I'm
Swagging all day Ay