F3L7 - dreams. (feat. yahmeen) Lyrics

Yeah
I cannot f*ck with you, it's about me
Got this lil' biddy up all on my sheets
She up on my body she wanted this D
Yeah, she stop f*ckin' with you so she f*ckin with me
She wanted a man who treat her like a queen
She liking my style, cause nigga I'm clean
Like nigga I'm cooling, nigga I'm green
Like nigga, I'm sad as f*ck sip on some lean
She cannot mess with me I'm on the team
She f*ck wit me badly I'm up in her dreams
Like look at the fit, plus I'm rockin' them threes
My nigga I'm whippin' it, throw me the keys
She wanted it badly, she up on her knees
You wanna get past me you payin the fee

Ha, I need to run up the gwap, why the f*ck you sittin' hate on me
Ha, bad bitch wanna leave, she packin' her shit while I'm sittin' in grief
If this who you wanna reside, baby, I can't stop you from bein' fly, baby
At the end of the day you is my baby
At the end of the day you is mine
At the end of the day I'll be wakin' up
And all I wanna do is die
The struggles of me and my mental they gettin' to hard so I might just fly
I just wanna get high, baby
You know you don't gotta lie baby
(You know you don't gotta)
(Ha, you know you don't gotta lie)

Got me mad as f*ck
This lil' bitch said she want love
I told that bitch she in luck
Ain't the bitch cheat, I'm so dumb
Man, I got played just like a drum
My nigga, I'm really just so done
She stepped on my heart just like a bug
My nigga, she turned her back and shrugged

Uh-huh, Yeah(Yeah)
I cannot f*ck with you, it's about me
Got this lil' biddy up all on my sheets
She up on my body she wanted this D
Yeah, she stop f*ckin' with you so she f*ckin with me
She wanted a man who treat her like a queen
She liking my style, cause nigga I'm clean
Like nigga I'm cooling, nigga I'm green
Like nigga, I'm sad as f*ck sip on some lean
She cannot mess with me I'm on the team
She f*ck wit me badly I'm up in her dreams
Like look at the fit, plus I'm rockin' them threes
My nigga I'm whippin' it, throw me the keys
She wanted it badly, she up on her knees
You wanna get past me you payin' the fee

Man I haven't been sad in a minute
Always stuck in the crib counting digits
I remember the time you would visit
When I'm sad I just stare at the ceiling
When I'm thinkin, there's no f*ckin' limit
Always told me that I'm f*ckin' gifted
Betrayal is real, so admit it
The love wasn't real, so I splitted