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g40 (rap) - bloody dreamz lyrics

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

[verse]
i was drillin’ with deals on the table, i’m a shootin’ star
i blow this sh+t on veeze and cutters and get it back tomorrow
a lot of n+ggas say they want my head, that’s all i ever hear
they probably mad ‘bout someone who got k!lled or bronem took they sh+t
zip ‘em now we swapping bl!cks
we the yougest ones that’s clappin sh+t
yougest on all the hits, i threw a box on the back of my bl!ck, this a conversion kit
2024 had stamped a n+gga with this rapping sh+t, i’m independent and i’m rich
you ain’t never seen a yougin act like this
now i got them racks, that’s off the flap i ain’t gotta ask for sh+t
$100k just for a tape i’ll take that sh+t there anyday
n+ggas really fakin’, in a way they really want my place
troll 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 frontline scope your drop with two three k!llers ask my pops
you talkin’ to that pillar we sleep on dots and smoke sh+t when it’s hot
my baby out his top, he want more hearts to stop
sh+t let’s go load the car
i got a .308 from ‘round the way this b+tch go rrahh
these n+ggas playin’ snake everybody got that date, could be tomorrow
i’ma keep stacking cake to get out the way it’s gon’ be hard
b+tch i ride ‘round with drac’s so h+ll nah i don’t need no bodyguard
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 save me some change
feds still on our ass about that business i don’t know a thing
forever sreaming “free my brother” until they let him out them chains
just chill my n+gga, yeah i know your pain was goin’ through the same
we back to back in stolen cars
i sin and i repent to god
i can’t even vent to you i rather just go spit some bars
they ask me how i’m coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
i sip codeine and i had bl++dy dreams got me somewhere on mars

- g40 rap lyrics

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