Majic - But a Dream (feat. Check$$) текст песни

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



Авторы: Jair Mendez


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