Day Dreamz

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(Verse 1)
 
Yeah I'm just a young kid, living with my mother
but she don't know what I do
all the rhymes that I brew
oblivious, listen up and picture this
my raps are self made
in the game, gamblin
but I can handle benjamins
if gold bars were barbells, you would see me benchin them
bitches hoppin on my dick
snitches get stitches, so i hope that y'all remember this
hope that y'all remember me
on this day
of September twenty three
sittin here relentlessly
to contemplate my legacy
and that fucker will be
that you'll fuckin envy me
sorry mom
I swear a lot
but I don't care if other people stare a lot
and I'm kinda cocky
okay that was modest, you caught me
I'm cockier than Ali
Muhammad
me and father never bonded
not my fault that to him I was wasn't wanted
I had to grow up fast
guess thats why I'm twisted
I'm pissed at
everyone who gets by from people who they kissed ass
so just ask yourself
is this how your lips taste?
if they do then get out
get off my damn page
I hate you
 
(Hook)
 
These young kids today
all they do is get high
get drunk and party till the suns up
and they want money
they want the fame
but nothing ever changes
it'll always be a day dream (day dream)
(2x)
 
(Verse 2)
 
Second verse picks up
its midnight
appetite to lick up
the pussy and i just might
then again i might not
seventy miles away again i just thought
but these thots, yo
sleaze broads know
how to get a man to push the pedal to the floor
they don't give a damn if there's an early start tomorrow
 
fuck it I'm gone
 
9 AM class
speed is 98 and I'm about to break a hundred
confronted, by a state trooper
these bitches man I'm done with
only good for one thing, two, no three things
one night stands, cooking, and cleaning
that's a bit sexist, I know
so that's as far as I'll go
psych
but I like your company, it's somethin else
ladies say they're into me, i love myself
just before i go to bed, i hug myself
yeah I'm a bit strange, but i never need to rub myself
that's your bitches job dude
listen she's too hot for you
out of your fuckin league
he's a control freak, anyway
bitch how do you fuckin breathe
mystery to me
did you mis read that
meant she's history to me
yeah I'm crispier than kreme
I put the A in A Team
life hurts if I'm not baking up
but nothings worse than waking up
from fuckin a day dream
 
do you see what I'm sayin?

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JXEL
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