Bourbon dreams

(Verse 1)

Glass of wine, counting stacks, living fast,

 

Pour that bourbon, sip it slow, let it blast.

 

Addiction got me twisted, bitches call it art,

 

Pourin’ heavy, feeling light, it’s a thug’s heart.

 

Flexin’ hard, in the dark, shadows on my back

 

Respect the grind, motherfucker, never lack

 

Lost in the mix, can’t forget where I’m from

 

South Side soldier, never run, I just drum.

 

(Chorus)

 

Bourbon dreams, I’m livin’ in a haze,

 

Power in my veins, got me caught in this maze.

 

Niggas ballin', while I’m trippin', spitting fire

 

Respect the hustle, bitch, I’m climbing higher.

 

(Verse 2)

 

Pour another round, let the liquor take hold

 

Feeling like a king, but the pain’s turning bold.

 

Chasin’ shadows, demons dancing in my mind,

 

Bourbon breath, feel the weight, I’m intertwined.

 

Check the stats, I’m the one they can’t ignore

 

Thug life in my chest, screaming out for more.

 

Haters wanna talk, but I’m too deep in this game

 

Flexin’ on these bitches, put the world to shame.

 

(Chorus)

 

Bourbon dreams, I’m livin’ in a haze

 

Power in my veins, got me caught in this maze.

 

Niggas ballin', while I’m trippin', spitting fire

 

Respect the hustle, bitch, I’m climbing higher.

 

(Bridge)

 

Sip it slow, feel the burn, let it ignite

 

Life’s a gamble, but I’m rollin’ dice tonight.

 

Streets of Chiraq whisper tales of the lost

 

But I’m grindin’, motherfucker, never count the cost.

 

(Verse 3)

 

Bourbon flows, it’s a journey to the top

 

Addiction’s like a clock, tickin’ hard, can’t stop.

 

Respect the real; I’m the one you can’t phase

 

In this life of crime, I’m just caught in a blaze.

 

Pour it neat, chase the highs, forget about lows

 

Thuggin’ with my crew, yeah, that’s how it goes.

 

Countin' blessings, sipping shots, never fade away

 

Bourbon dreams and power plays, I’m here to stay.

 

(Chorus)

 

Bourbon dreams, I’m livin’ in a haze

 

Power in my veins, got me caught in this maze.

 

Niggas ballin', while I’m trippin', spitting fire

 

Respect the hustle, bitch, I’m climbing higher.

 

(Outro)

 

So here’s a toast to the nights we can’t recall

 

Got that bourbon burnin’, yeah, we ready to brawl.

 

Addiction, respect, it’s the life that I chose

 

In this game of survival, I’ll be stakin’ my pose.