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• Artiste: Tito Lopez
• Titre: Dreams & Nightmares
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Wuddup? I know this supposed to be dumber than other niggas’ beats, you know what I’m talkin bout? But this right here was a request so, Chris Green, this one for you my nigga. Short Dawg, what’s happenin? Feel me Dear Lord if you can hear this I just need you to lift up my spirits I know I’m supposed to be fearless but right now I’m afraid I’m good with expressin my pain but that shit don’t get me paid I done laid down with lions, I’m swimming with the sharks Steady fallin down, tryna find my way round But it’s dark, it’s light at the end of the tunnel but I’m stuck right here in park I’m like Dolly Walberg 5, I’m just tryna make my mark, nigga Don’t know who told you this was easy Treatin hip-hop like a lady when she just sleezy Truly I used to love er, but fuck er she just a slut Now some good girl gone bad, they told me give it up (So give it up nigga) So now I’m feelin like she gone for good Long nights in the north, shootin dice up on the hood Now that broken down ass Caddy parked at my granny house Rest in peace Miss Mary, up in heave just hear me out I know our last days together was kinda rocky But if you lookin down from the clouds then I know you got me Weight of the world on my shoulders and when I lift inspired me You scare me but if nobody carry me they can’t drop me Man, I do songs about my mama I been 100 since I crip out that vagina On the coast I’m your honor, yall used to the finer things in life We get beans and rice and paper plates from China So tell me where all the real niggas go My city all in my video but they don’t hear me though We ain’t made a dime, we ain’t made a dime I be damned if it ain’t my motherfuckin time, bitch nigga Hold up, wait a sec Yall ain’t gon respect it? We really started from the bottom Got hit like yall wanna neglect If shit get hectic, as yall got pussy niggas out here actin And interacting with gangsters Is hungry, I’m tired of snacking This rappin is just a code ‘cause jackin niggas for dope How we made them dollars hangin on tile right off a poke Kick them doors in with that rope, kick yo nose in ‘cause we broke Tie yo bitches up to you And I bet them hoes suck til they choke What them drugs do to that brain? Molly, codeine and cocaine It’s that Molotov and you top it off for some weedy niggas insane I done seen it all go down All on different sides of my town Cutting school to chill with my rounds Scared as hell ain’t what we feel Yall don’t remember me Yall don’t remember me 6 Dominica, Lil B, they all kin to me They know it’s rest in peace We down here tryna live Really was so negative and so hard to stay positive Yall got me fucked up, we shoot guns and hit targets Meat market, chop haters up who start shit I’m with that GPT, tell them hoes I say cut the check Fore we sprayin, try me nigga, you think I’m playin Hold up Meek Millie wuddup? Rose, let me hold some