Dreembx - So Much To Say

I'm chasin a dream they in the way
Fuck with the fam you know we don't play
A nigga was broke I ain't get no play
Now I'm getting money she all in my face
He talk out his face I catch me case
I get him lined and get low for the day
Mixing different liquors bitch I'm not okay
They wanna know how one nigga hit so much to say
She lemme fuck
She Wanna stay
Been thru allot
They say I should pray
He say he gon shoot then we letting it spray
Run down on you now you never okay
I walk in the spot they twist up they face
I ever knocked I'm doing the race
Nigga as small as I am you get put your place
They gon wanna be bros when I pull up in wraith
Pop out we let off we ain't leaving a trace
You a disgrace
You get erased
If I send my shooter them bullets ain't going to waste
That Nigga ready to catch him a case
I get you parked that's a phone call away
If my nigga broke ima get him a plate
The gas we be smoking come from outta state
I making moves pick up the pace
Keep away the fakes now we doing great
I hope that the love over power the hate
When I'm getting money I never be late
Did it all on my own I know you can't relate
Bitch I'm that nigga ain't no debate
They wanna see me fail but smile in my face
I had a gun had to put away
I had a bitch lying on my name
I'm 25 I ain't with the games
Want me to react I ain't taking the bait
I don't trust her completely can't take her on dates
I know I ain't shit I done dirtied the slate
When it come to hoes I ain't wearing a cape
Come thru your block you get left yellow tape
I might take a trip bitch I need me a break
But they not like me
If he talk out his face we gon leave that Nigga no ID
I do what i want when I fuck your bitch you gon wanna fight me
Most of the time they be talking they shit I don't do typing
You saying it's lit when you see me but that ain't likely
I'm chasin a dream they in the way
Fuck with the fam you know we don't play
A nigga was broke I ain't get no play
Now I'm getting money she all in my face
He talk out his face I catch me case
I get him lined and get low for the day
Mixing different liquors bitch I'm not okay
They wanna know how one nigga hit so much to say
She told me she rap
I told her she trash
She wanna fuck Cause I'm getting this cash
She know I'm the man came up with a plan
And this one is funny if she ain't got money then I ain't gon smash
I do the dash
I run from my past
I blow money fast
Put niggas on blast
And put bitches on blast
She wanna fuck
She Wanna stay
Been thru allot They say I should pray
He say he gon shoot then we letting it spray
Run down on you now you never okay
I walk in the spot they twist up they face
I ever knocked then I'm doing the race
He talk out his face he get put in his place
They wanna know how one nigga got so much to say

Written by:
Felix Aponte III

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