Just A Dream - Smoove'L

On god

We just lick a lick right now that’s all, let’s go

Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh god

Brodie just threw me a lob, told me she got the fire fire fire fire She ready

to slob on my knob

Opp niggas dissing then i’m spinning

They calling me uncle the way i be working that

I’m playing that 5 on the opp block

Be the center, the forward, the shooter and guard

He sleep I creep, he sleep we leak

Police on scene I see then flee

I go and run hope they don’t peep

Told bro pull up with SUV

I hope the gas it ain’t on E

Cause we gon be in custody

But you know that i’m fast on feet

I’m sure 12 ain’t no punking me

Imma dip on these bitches i’m gone

Ducking and dodging i’m doing them wrong

Whole time i’m running and rapping in songs

Smoking they ass just like i’m a bong

ping on ping like pong

My plug got ounce on ounce like tong

I’m high my eyes like ching ching chong

But that won’t stop me i’m still gone

And i’m dipping i’m dipping

Hold up, i see a opp slippin

Should I be dumb and start hitting?

While the police hunt and finish

All the fuckery a nigga with it

I’m like fuck it this bitch get to spitting

Fah!

fah!

fah!

fah!

fah!

fah!

This opp nigga gotta be finished

Imma go out like Queen Latifa

I’m mad that I couldn’t go spark me some reefer

I got three stars like stripe adidas

I got metal like pan just call me peter

I that big bail money I think I need her

The opps is snitches they writers and readers

12 got up on my ass the first thing they said, «Hey we got the leader»

But you know what I disagree

12 ain’t got shit on me

Imma go out like Jackie Chan, Naruto, and Jet Lee

I bust this right they beat

Got a friend named Emily

Imma run to her house, I hope I can make it

She live right up the street

I run, I sprint I don’t do jogs

Fuck Burger King I don’t do jobs

I don’t know why I said but it sound hard

And these niggas ain’t catchin me put it on God

A nigga was scamming I was doing fraud

I won’t cuff a bitch, I won’t love a broad

It’s gone be the same bitches who leave yo ass when times fucking get hard

Pull out my phone ima see if she home

If she ain’t home then a nigga is stressed

If she ain’t home then I don’t know what’s next

If she ain’t home then it’s time for a rest

I’m feeling real sleepy I do need some rest

I’m bout to surrender and be like the rest

Imma be in the central bookings all night from this situation I should’ve just

left

God damn damn damn damn

Look in the judges eyes

No wonder I ain’t getting no chance

I did the crime, gotta do the time

Imma go in this bitch like a man

If they let me out right now i’ll do this bitch all over again

It was just a dream!(Oh shit)