Said i’m young b*tch i’m chasin the dream
In love with the riches
And finest of things
Like
Ridin round town
And i’m feelin’ like freddy
I’m on 233rd by the deli
Brody got booked for the pole
She lovin’ me off wit the x’s and o’s
Said she want me put dick in her belly
Imma take that hoe back to the telly
Got a cam
And i mixed it with rappin’
Hard to get rich
Off the juggin’ and trappin’
I was thinkin’ bout
Droppin 10 bands on a rollie
We ain’t answerin’ sh*t
From the police
Member them days in the back of the stoley
Wipe it off then i pass it to brody
B*tch you know i get luv in my city
Wе them young n*ggas we chasin a billy
Said im young b*tch im chasin da dream
In lovе wit the riches
And finest of things
Like
Ridin round town
And im feelin like freddy
Im on 233rd by the deli
Brody got booked for the pole
She lovin’ me off wit the x’s and o’s
Said she want me put dick in her belly
Imma take that hoe back to the telly
Said im gettin the flyest of clothes
In love with the way
That im doin these shows
Like
Said i take what i want
When i get it i flip it
Know a n*gga punchin’ who em digits
Brody keep wildin’ spinnin’ like a fidgit
You kno breezo he pushin’ em limits
Tryna get my big brother a ring
He told me young n#gg# keep doin’ ya thing
Like
When this sh*t get hard is you ridin’ for me
Make a call and it’s war know he slidin’ for me
Tell the truth b*tch i know that you lying to me
Ain’t no ducking or running no hiding from me
b#tch we really onnat’
Matty layin em down like a floormat
Get to steppin’ on em like a doormat
Chasing mills stacking bread way before rap
Ayyyy
F*ck around drop a band on the feets
Im lovin’ how she make it clap to the beat
Like
B*tch im doin’ my dance
Wit the glock in my hoodie
B*tch im walkin’ round comfy im goody
30 clip and it came with a beam
These n*ggas be cappin’
It’s not what it seems
Mossey pull up and beat n*gga out his jordans
B*tch i’m makin hot like a foreman
40 gon’ knock a n*gga out his fitted
Said im grinchin b*tch im really sinnin’
Off the wocky get dizzy im trippin’
Neva lackin you can’t catch me slippin’
B*tch im ballin’ like scotty no pippen
B*tch im grindin’ b*tch im really winnin’
Said im young b*tch im chasin’ the dream
In love with the riches
And finest of things
I was shook when my dreams started happenin’
b#tch
Its like i couldn’t believe it
Now that im up
She gon’ f*ck for the s#men like
I ain’t cuffin’ no b*tch thats treeshin’
She gimme top in a
She gimme top in a hellcat demon
I ain’t cuffin no b#tch dats treeshin
She gimme top in a hellcat demon
Lil b*tch on my body
She doin’ the dick
Uh
Im gone off the wock off the tris
And b*tch when up it i shoot ion miss
Like
I told you this gon’ be a hit
If you talk on my n*ggas
Im flippin that switch
Like
Lil n*gga you know you a b*tch
She gon’ come to the telly
And neck me
D*ck in her belly
You know that she sexy
Like
Know that you sexy
Like
Lil b*tch
You know that you sexy like
Said im young b*tch im chasin the dream
In love wit the riches
And finest of things
Like
Ridin round town
And im feelin like freddy
Im on 233rd by the deli
Brody got book for the pole
She lovin’ me off wit the x’s and o’s
Said she want me put dick in her belly
Imma take that hoe back to the telly
Got a cam
And i mixed it with rappin’
Hard to get rich
Off the juggin’ and trappin’
I was thinkin’ bout
Droppin 10 bands on a rollie
We ain’t answerin’ sh*t
From the police
Member them days in the back of the stoley
Wipe it off then i pass it to brody
B*tch you know i get love in my city
We them young n*ggas we chasin a billy
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