Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah Nigga act so tough it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Big Guwop home I

This what God feel like, yeah Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah Flex on swole like aha, yeah You feel some type of way then, aha, yeah Yeah (this what God feel like) Ever since a young man All I want to be was a gunman Shooting up the charts, better

Come chill baby, chill baby Come chill with a nigga Yeah yeah (yeah) 'Cause a girl like you Deserves affection when we're sexing It's a blessing that you came So when you come through You already know what's on my mind We ain't gotta waste no time

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Someone who never asks for love Are you that somebody Who sees a wall and breaks it Are you ready to fight just to see what's lost behind my flaws But knows how to take it Can you love me naked Take away the big shirts,

Straight from jamdung to London Ragga muffin weh wi say (Hey) Style a style an a pattan a pattan Didi donia (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Shaggy and Sting ina combination Wake up to sunshine in di morning What a beautiful feeling Me hear the birds them singing

It's just another night Don't gimme love and affection or what you think it should be Don't gimme love, the wrong reason, yeah, it don't matter to me Oh, it's a passion crime with a danger sign, oh, can you handle it? You're just another girl, I'm just

No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah Hop up out that motherfucker swagging Hop up out

Are you smelling that shit? The only thing that's ever stopping me is me, hey Then know that my life was just a killer dream, yeah Eau de résistance Some princes don't become kings You only get what you grieve I testify if I die in my sleep Even at the

Good weed, sex, and conversation (What?) Good weed, sex, and elevation (What?) Good weed, sex, and elevation Good weed, sex, and conversation Look, yeah (Yeah yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Calvin (Rich Gang) Girl you're fine, take your mind off of time Each mind,

Now he gotta getcha And there goes the alarm ringing in my head Texting from his ex, what did you expect? Now you're lying here knowing where he goes Karma is a bitch, yeah Rewinding the picture There goes the alarm and the siren's go There goes the