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I work hard for everything, so why not
say a grind pays baby, all I got is proof
And a Sweedish badder than my main bitch
Cigarillo rolled, you smell it when it lit
She dont well, but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like
Got her stayin up late; up, baked
And to think this the that I chose?
Arguing attendants whove shorted my flight clothes
And every girl I f**k, feel her boyfriend might know
on the sweetest of smells, my weed come in barrels
f**k wit bitches who fiend for Gucci in for Chanel
n**ga, Im off life so my eyes low
Cant wait to see in the future but I drive slow
And for the picture
Hated, now they say I cant miss like
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of this dreamin, Im to
life like, the weekend
Dont know where Im
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive been livin,
Smokin Dreamin
I go to sleep with a picture of a on my wall
Im tryna come up on yall
Pop the trunk n of my car, in front of your broad
She reconsidering her to f**k wit ya
I it because of the
Possibility of it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
my life simultaneously in this dream
s**t so good I swear
Airplanes stack change wit the gang,
Wings spread over cities, leave shadows
I care less about mingling
n**gas was WWF wrestlers, court judges and cross
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
n**gas cant fill my shoes Ima MC
I had a that I caked up
Tried to roll a joint, and a million when I wake up
YESSSS!!! n**ga!
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live life like, the
Dont know where Im
some , want to , see me, succeeding,
but ive livin, Smokin
Dreamin Livin
All of smokin
Oh you, got me
And all of this dreamin, Im to
Live like, the weekend
Dont know Im goin
Dont Want To ,
See Me
But ive livin, Smokin
Smokin Dreamin