lirik lagu lxrevaults - street dreams
(ayo, this sh~t crazy)
yeah, i’m stackin’ racks, got the hustle on lock
weed in the bag, watch the money tick~tock
bad moves, worse vibes, but i’m playin’ it cool
in this life, man, i’m breakin’ the rules
harassment from the haters, but i’m keepin’ it real
countin’ all this cash, yeah, you know how i feel
from the streets to the top, i’m just chasin’ the dream
money talks loud, but i’m keepin’ it low
one day i’m making it out
my opps ain’t making it out
telling them game, put your hustle first
ain’t taking no bad decisions now
if you’re tryna snitch then get away before its too late
get a life, you get no b~tches
metal knife, you’re brеad of sh~t yeah
when you entеr class, you make us all laugh
you’re flexing on your business class
you have money on your card
but you give it to r~t~rds
(oh my sh~t yeah)
how many brain cells do you have?
you should end your career
you need better grades, and your fans, they’re out of clinger
and your haters, they throw away your clingers
you are flexing you stuff that we don’t care about
you just want clout, we already know
sellin’ green dreams, stackin’ paper, takin’ flight
b~tches on my d~ck, they know i’m livin’ right
creepin’ through the alleys, gotta watch for tweleve
n~ggas talkin’ loud, but they ain’t makin’ moves
f~ck the 9 to 5, b~tch we hustling all day
hustle hard, no remorse, i ain’t never playin’ fair
they looking for a way to take me down, but i’m cool
money rules the game, and i’m stackin’ it high
keepin’ real with my n~ggas, yeah, we reach for the sky
but i’m too busy grinding, ain’t no time to contemplate
they say crime don’t pay, but i’m stacking the bread
and i’m locked in on my grind, i’m chasing the bread
flexin’ on these haters, man, they know i’m legit
got that hustle locked in, yeah never gonna quit
rollin’ through the hood, yeah, i’m ballin’ like i’m kobe
got my n~ggas beside me, and we on these streets
none of my n~ggas gon’ fold
smoking on gas, while i’m counting all these bands
(ayo, this sh~t crazy)
get a life, you get no b~tches
metal knife, you’re bread of sh~t yeah
when you enter class, you make us all laugh
you’re flexing on your business class
you have money on your card
but you give it to r~t~rds
(oh my sh~t yeah)
how many brain cells do you have?
you should end your career
you need better grades, and your fans, they’re out of clinger
and your haters, they throw away your clingers
you are flexing you stuff that we don’t care about
you just want clout, we already know
you ain’t looking gucci
stop the cap, copper cap, on the map, yeah
spending money like you don’t care tax
deemed like of yours is speaking facts
you make sh~t animations, you should learn how to do sh~t
(ayo, this sh~t crazy)
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