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g40 (rap) - bloody dreamz (actually lyrics) lyrics

[intro]
[?] n+gga

[chorus]
i’m tryna switch my lane slow that k!lling down and just chase me some change feds still on our ass about that business i don’t know a thing forever screamin’ free my brother until they let him out them chains just chill my n+gga yeah i know your pain was going through the same we back to back in stolen cars i seen and i repent to god i can’t even vent to you i rather just go spit some bars hey ask me how i’m coping with my trauma them perckies heal my scars i sip codeine and i have bl++dy dreams got me somewhere on mars

[verse]
i was drilling with deals on the tablе i’m a shooting star i’ll blow this sh+t on veez and cuttas and get it back tomorrow alot of n+ggas say they want my head thats all i еver they probably mad about somebody who got k!lled or bro them took they sh+t zip em now we swapping blitz we the youngest ones that clapping youngins on all the hits i threw a box on the back of my bl!ck this a conversion kit 2024 had stamp a n+gga with this rapping sh+t i’m independent and i’m rich you ain’t never seen a youngin act like this now i got them racks thats off the flap i ain’t gotta ask for sh+t 100k just for a tape i take that sh+t there any day n+ggas really fake and in the way they really want my place tro just hit another spot another loss for four new chops they won’t even let me change the route i gotta go up top i’m still front line to scope your drop with 2+3 k!llers ask my pops you talking to that pillow we sleep on dots and smoke sh+t when its hot my baby out his top he want more hearts to stop so lets load up a car i got a 308 from around the way this b+tch go

[verse]
rrrrddddaaaa these n+ggas playing snake everybody got that day could be tomorrow ima keep stacking cake to get me out the way it’s gon be hard yeah b+tch i ride around with drac so h+ll naw i don’t need no body guard i get high and i talk to the dead only man i fear is god

[chorus]
i’m tryna switch my lane slow that k!lling down and just chase me some change feds still on our ass about that buisness i don’t know a thing forever screamin’ free my brudda until they let him out them chains just chill my n+gga yeah i know your pain was going through the same we back to back in stolen cars i seen and i repent to god i can’t even vent to you i rather just go spit some bars hey ask me how i’m coping with my trauma them percies heal my scars i sip codiene and i have bl++dy dreamz got me somewhere on mars

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