Blue Dream
I got you trippin out the spot you supposed to buckle your pants
I got Gonzaga on the screen they post a buck in the dance oh la la
I'm mad defensive you could call me Saleh
Never one for Gabana
Do this shit for ohana
I take it back to when we booked it down to Kezar for hoops
I take it back to when this music shit was cleaning my roots
Man ain't a time that's fuckin better
Nowadays I'm just fed up
Took the time and I read up
Royalty like Coretta
See these funky lil rappers got me hotter than Phoenix
I'm a cooker man shouts to Booker cuz our game be the cleanest
See my family they understand me cuz they save me from secrets
Now we even we talking breathing man I gave you the deepest
We talking downtown when I pop
Out of town when I flop
Got a hundred rounds on a hundred pounds got me swerving out of that lot
Imma show you something that's hot
You gon turn me up on that notch
You gon blow me up and then show me up I'm goin coast to coast like Fox
Got mad love for my pops
Introducing me to the greats
We got Pac and Ye, got Big and Dre
Through CD's and them tapes
Used to memorize all the fuckin tracks
Til I wrote a little bit and started thinkin
If I'm real enough and if I feel enough
Then maybe one day I'm already dreamin
Imma keep it real and imma keep it fresh
And imma do it different with no disrespect
And if we being real this aint no Key and Peele
But these other rappers a comedic set
And that's no cap you know that
We gon vibe to it like a throwback
In the big city where Hov at
Yeah bigger picture imma show that
We got that top down
Keep the blessings for people
Oh we so hot now
See the lessons of evil
I picture cars with the keys
I'm manifesting the breeze
I'm tryna live in the trees
That's that shit that we be on
We got that top down
Keep the blessings for people
Oh we so hot now
See the lessons of evil
I picture cars with the keys
I'm manifesting the breeze
I'm tryna live in the trees
That's that shit that we be on
Lemme get that number ten and that's extra large
With a root beer and that special ice
My best friend hella special dog
Cuz my best friend my love for life
Intermediate and undeniably I'm the realest lyricist to touch the mic
Ain't no way to bite imma say it right
Damn her body lookin good in candle light
Ain't really one to stay for the show
I'd rather run shit with my brothers tell the city I'm home
If it's my time it's my time
And if it's not imma grind
Take what's mine take what's mine
That's just the bottom of line
Young buck I wrote this shit smokin blue dream
Got a lot of shit on my mind now
Got my Granny dyin got my family cryin
Only thing I got is that time now
See I'm twenty four and unpredictable
Man this shit is really fuckin typical
Where the spiritual where the love go bad
Sittin wishin shit that I can go back
Nah, fuck it my killa I gotta go harder and smarter than that
I gotta be father to daughter and speak on the journey that's callin me back
I gotta Vince Carter the track
They seekin to target my back
I sprint to the top and they jog to the drop man that's simply a matter of fact
We got that top down
Keep the blessings for people
Oh we so hot now
See the lessons of evil
I picture cars with the keys
I'm manifesting the breeze
I'm tryna live in the trees
That's that shit that we be on
We got that top down
Keep the blessings for people
Oh we so hot now
See the lessons of evil
I picture cars with the keys
I'm manifesting the breeze
I'm tryna live in the trees
That's that shit that we be on