kyle mack – bleed it (dreammix) lyrics
[intro]
aight
it’s kyle mack baby
[chorus]
this that backpack rap, i don’t travel with a suitcase
blue cake the motive til i gotta f-cking blue face
y’all trapped with these rat hoes, me i’m in a rat race
since my uncle p-ssed, my heart been in a cold state
take that smile off your face b-tch ain’t sh-t, kool-aid
talk to me dumb, you’ll get more than just a screwface
moms says i’m in the streets too much but it’s a 2 way
if we ain’t talking wu-tang, get up off my two way
making sure the fam good, n-gga ain’t no fam rates
got no time playing petty games, for lil debbie cakes
f-ck job security, music is my fail safe
anyone that test my drive, getting hit with road rage
[verse]
delivery on point you’d think i work for postmates
all these fake rappers dropping weak bars, jail bait
ima first 48 k!ller leave you ghostface
every track i’m on it’s a closed case, a cold case
n-gga this the pregame, this is just the tailgate
wear my heart on my sleeve like that sh-t was crocheted
ain’t sh-t coming in between me and my soul mate
even on our worst days we could never earthquake
could never the tables on each other like a dj
always wear the key to my heart as a keepsake
taking all my mac sp-ce, making me some bill gates
turning all these crabs in the bucket into crab cakes
you standing in a deadpool if you can’t pull yo dead weight
been underground for too long, i need bigger crawl sp-ce
bringing in a new wave, ima be the new face
stephen a, grade a, and this ain’t on my first take
smoking only grade a, treating it like beng-y
i can’t wait to bust a rollie down with the blue face
when i said my price homie looked down with a blue face
guarantee i can clean up any track feng shui
here to save hip hop, even gotta red cape
know the greats rolling in their grave from its grave state
im one of the greatest coming out the great lakes
f-ck arcade gameplay this year im all briefcase
i’m talking making starbucks, selling like pop cakes
ya’ll busy taking handouts, i’m busy making handshakes
quick to take an off day, when ya’ll have an off day
i’m learning more to trip less and take more ella mai’s
[chorus]
this that backpack rap, i don’t travel with a suitcase
blue cake the motive til i gotta f-cking blue face
ya’ll trapped with these rat hoes, me i’m in a rat race
since my uncle p-ssed, my heart been in a cold state
take that smile off your face b-tch ain’t sh-t, kool-aid
talk to me dumb, you’ll get more than just a screwface
moms says i’m in the streets too much but it’s a 2 way
if we ain’t talking wu-tang, get up off my two way
making sure the fam good, n-gga ain’t no fam rates
got no time playing petty games, for lil debbie cakes
f-ck job security, music is my fail safe
anyone that test my drive, getting hit with road rage
dream
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