DREAMLAND lyrics

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​quickly, quickly



[Intro]
(I- I'm built different)
C- c- c- c- cringe
(I feel the vision)
Shut up!

[Verse 1]
Nightmare, Dreamland
Single player, I don't need friends
Tuned in, 'bouta see how they season
Don't worry 'bout me, work on y'own sauce they just seasoning
No Carhartt, b*tch, I'm not the Weeknd
Had thinkin 'bout working weekends
I'm in yo I'm not leavin'

Damn, you don't like me it's not worth the mention
I bring a different dimension
Weed too strong it gave me dementia
Smoke it again I did not learn my lesson
Came from the floor now I see it in a dish
You only know how to say if I against it
Switched it up before I finish-

[Verse 2]
[?] was bigger than me
Need a down bad bih' leave it to mе
Look at my hands, read 'em and weep
Look at my hands, read 'еm and weep
I'm crying that's why I do good
Take nights off, I don't do sug'
Everything got me anxiety, new drugs
Duck duck when I'm out in public like goosebumps
(pow- pow- pow- pow)

I can't wait to die in America
I like to wear skirts, that gon' make me a terrorist
I don't like guns, gotta keep one, it's scary huh?
f*ck the book, it don't mean sh*t I tear it up

Sunset, my light's off
Pulled over, cops said my light's out
Sprayed in the face with Lysol
Pulled off, still drive, my light's off (fu-)

[Bridge]
Quickly, quickly (I'm different- different)
The world's first crypto trilliona- (I'm built different)

[Verse 3]
This ain't what you thought it was (who the f*ck it was?)
Thought it wasn't but (psh-) probably was
What it wasn't what I said it was
Could do a hundred more songs and I still can't say enough
Truth is, I'm not really sayin' sh*t
New drip I got without payin' for
This ain't music it's a picture, I'm painting it
Started as bad, you just late to it

Pick it up- pick it up- pick it up
By the time they catch up, already switched it up
A&Rs tryna butter me up but I skipped the lunch
Slept right through my alarm but I never miss a punch

Clipgod in the mix gets [?]
Pass the fist it was a stick with no hands
Keep this sh*t one-hundred I done p*ssed in my pants
Still smoked out, yeah I'm quick with the gram

[Outro]
(motherf*ck the police)
(f*ck the police)
(f*ck em)
(fu-)
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