Текст песни But a Dream (feat. Check$$) - Majic
I'm
a
dreamer,
but
I
hardly
sleep
Prolly
coulda'
bought
a
beamer
What
I
spent
on
this
lean
Feel
so
sick,
feel
like
a
fever
When
I
get
on
the
beat
That
pink
pill
I
had
to
eat
it
just
to
match
my
lucid
dream
To
match
my
lucid
dream
Bad
bitch
on
my
phone
And
I
got
a
cup
to
sip
This
shit
dirty,
it
look
purty
I
just
gotta
take
a
pic
If
we
gon'
fuck,
let's
get
it
early
Cause
I
got
a
show
at
6
I
be
living
in
a
dream
My
life
is
a
movie
scene
Smoking
purp,
just
like
my
syrup
This
is
some
exotic
weed
What
I
wear
is
so
unheard
of
Yeah
you
can't
be
jocking
me
And
even
if
you
tried
It'd
be
clear
to
see
It's
clear
to
me
That
you
a
fuckin
dweeb
When
I
really
think
about
it
You
talk
'bout
it,
but
don't
do
it
When
I
really
go
about
it
I'ma
kill
it,
Execute
it
You
be
frontin',
lookin'
stupid
Talkin
down,
but
I
won't
lose
it
I
stay
coolin',
I
stay
movin',
Ladies
love
me
they
gon'
prove
it
He
say
he's
cashing
out,
'cause
he's
always
out
of
cash
I'm
never
cashing
out,
'cause
forever
my
shit
last
Walkin
like
the
man,
True
religion
on
my
pants
Check
the
tag
on
it
Only
buy
it
if
it's
brand
All
these
bitches
I
can't
stand
All
that
talkin'
on
me
got
me
thinkin'
you
a
fan
Yo'
bitch
(Yo'
bitch)
For
my
show
she
pay
to
see
I'm
livin'
like
a
Gawd
Nothin'
like
my
pedigree
And
if
you
need
to
pray
to
someone
Bitch
you
pray
to
me
Cause
this
shit
getting
deadly
Hoes
don't
got
a
place
to
be
Fearing
me,
Fearing
we,
Fearing
GS
team
we
see
Smokin'
on
that
THC,
fuck
yo'
bitch
intensively
I'm
a
dreamer,
but
I
hardly
sleep
Prolly
coulda'
bought
a
beamer
What
I
spent
on
this
lean
Feel
so
sick,
feel
like
a
fever
When
I
get
on
the
beat
That
pink
pill
I
had
to
eat
it
just
to
match
my
lucid
dream
Yeah,
Majic
To
match
my
lucid
dream
Yeah
I
said,
yeah,
aye
You
was
sleepin'
dummy
Now
you
see
this
money
Got
you
actin'
out
of
character
Don't
blame
you
honey
The
cloth
different,
we
was
telling
you
a
long
time
Ain't
no
one
saying
shit
'less
it's
online
And
the
gang
slide
In
the
civic,
we
was
whippin
Bustin
licks,
fuckin'
different
typa
bitches
yuh
I
swear
to
God
it
take
a
Gawd
to
see
shit
like
this
We
was
smokin'
that
corinthians
wit
crpycrs
I
been
in
the
booth,
making
sure
I
hit
Don't
miss
While
you
out
here
chasin'
bitches
I
do
shit
like
this
We
been
making
moves
I
could
make
you
a
fool
Majic
what
I
want
you
to
see
Baby
I
ain't
from
here
Maybe
I'm
a
Martian
Maybe
I'm
from
Jupiter,
'Ion
know
what
to
call
it
She
just
hopin'
that
I
catch
her
when
she
fallin'
You
just
better
hope
it's
not
the
money
callin'
Even
when
I
stopped
hooping,
always
kept
ballin'
Shooting
like
Steph,
and
I
step
like
Rollins
It's
more
magic
than
fuckin
New
Orleans
I
be
speeding
where
the
muthafuckin'
laws
is
God
on
my
side
and
the
police
being
cautious
Someone
tell
Zoid
to
drop,
so
they
focuz
They
be
flexing
for
bitches
to
notice
And
these
hoes
ain't
shit,
romantics
is
hopeless
You
could
shoot
your
shot,
I'm
leaving
you
open
I
can
leave
you
open
you
not
ever
scoring
I
can
leave
you
open
you
not
ever
scoring
Majic
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