FB, Burna Bandz - Dreams lyrics

[FB, Burna Bandz - Dreams lyrics]

I ain't buying what they're selling
Niggas selling dreams but it's c'est la vie
Chase a bag by any means
Get it on your own, niggas be selling dreams
Can't take a nigga word
I ain't expecting anything
Still going crazy until they free my team
I swear the love is fake, the hate is real
Free all my hittas until they
Back up in the field
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
And we still trappin' nigga just
Incase won't see a deal
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
Nigga fuck your feelings
I'm tryna stack million

Still out here getting it just
Incase won't see a deal deal or no deal
All my niggas gotta see a mill'
Couple Wassas with me
And they all 'bout to drill
We done been through a lot project raids
They know my team got the city hot
Free all the dawgs, I miss the guys
Free bro' pookie you don't wanna
See bro' on your side
The hurt is real, I can't even lie
But this deadmi-deadmihana help me get by
Sippin' Henny might just pour it
All for the guys boy you better watch it
He ain't one of mines
'Cause I know Tallup blow his top
If he get out of line
That pressure we applyin'

I ain't buying what they're selling
Niggas selling dreams but it's c'est la vie
Chase a bag by any means
Get it on your own, niggas be selling dreams
Can't take a nigga word
I ain't expecting anything
Still going crazy until they free my team
I swear the love is fake, the hate is real
Free all my hittas until they
Back up in the field
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
And we still trappin' nigga just
Incase won't see a deal
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
Nigga fuck your feelings
I'm tryna stack million

The love is fake, the hate is real
Death before dishonour my nigga before
I take a deal
Percies always calling my nigga so
Go and take a pill hunnid with my dawgs
My nigga we gotta make a mill'
They was selling dreams, I was selling coke
They always say I'm fat but
Never say I'm fucking broke
I got it for the low, and put a tag on it
Made Burna ten bands and I
Ain't even brag on it
I got the sauce let me put a little dab on it
I got the sauce let me put a little dab on it
I'm in the courts but that don't
Mean I'ma slam on him
Glizzy out little nigga I'm spazz on him

I ain't buying what they're selling
Niggas selling dreams but it's c'est la vie
Chase a bag by any means
Get it on your own, niggas be selling dreams
Can't take a nigga word
I ain't expecting anything
Still going crazy until they free my team
I swear the love is fake, the hate is real
Free all my hittas until they
Back up in the field
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
And we still trappin' nigga just
Incase won't see a deal
I swear the hurt is real
We gotta see a mill'
Nigga fuck your feelings
I'm tryna stack million

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