imma dream first

look i have a dream to be free and be me

On they twitter writing novels, see

Been around the world twice sippin’ ice tea

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I just want somebody i can see

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key never thought i can say hey bae

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Which is hard to explain, but i stand up straight, tug myself 'n' grab my

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly cool nigga from the streets no lie

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die niggas got for stuff

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

At first i didn't know what i was, but now i know that i'm just hungry for all the buzz

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush rush for dreams

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Ms. mother nature i pray that our daughters carry and favor your genes

Some contemplate suicide, or lucid dreams of gruesome scenes,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

We all dream one day we be kings and queens king or queens for thot

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked and keep your head up and let it stay up

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust dream high

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy