Lavender Dreams lyrics

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Lavender dreams, throw caution to the wind
By any means, at any cost
I don't care what it cost
I don't care who the boss is
Imagine the scene on the carpets
“Will I win?”
Who gives a f*ck
Big scars on the truck
Clean drawers on my nuts
I done had love where there ain't no trust
And months where there ain't no cuts
Fake n*ggas call me cuz, man they ain't blood
I even let ‘em drink when thеre ain't no cup
I passed it ‘round
I ain't one for stupid
Yеah you stupid think I’m stickin round
I got my lil crew and my lil crew got hold my mission down We gon miss a few, but yo them few just know I’ll see you round Promise I’m gon always hold you down
Gotta go but I don’t wanna
(Watchin’ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin’ out the Honda
(Pourin’ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
Gotta go but I don’t wanna
(Watchin’ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin’ out the Honda
(Pourin’ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
I started spelling Black wit a capital B
Realized my position as the captain of team Had the sight to see these n*ggas just distractin a dream Recognize what keep em drivin isn't passion, its greed That's why I’m findin my division from this ravenous breed Of f*ck n*ggas, fake women, yall ain't latchin to me I’m too in tune to just be flat about it
Aye I’m sharp, what can I say, I ain't too mad about it When we last went separate ways I wasn’t too sad about it Then I met this lil thing, she just too bad, I’m bout it I got lil thing I got my mans
I’m outtie
I got lil change, I got my plan
Don’t shout it
I got lil range, go loud
I might go quiet
When I go quiet
Gotta go but I don’t wanna
(Watchin’ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin’ out the Honda
(Pourin’ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
Gotta go but I don’t wanna
(Watchin’ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin’ out the Honda
(Pourin’ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)