Avenue D Dreamz lyrics

by

Lil Polo Da Don


[Intro]
I'm in a drop-top Benz in Fort Pierce
Slidin' down Avenue D right now
I swear to God this b*tch slide smooth like butter like

[Verse 1]
In a Benz with a Smith & Weston
I'm big pressure
Lil Polo the big stepper
Big racks inside my damn Balmains my sh*t heavy
I'm pushin' lotta Cali with weight I'm b*tch pressin'
n*gga run up in my trap home with robbers I'm gon’ stretch him
We is not one of the f*ck ass rappers bodies we catch 'em
n*gga try to snatch my chain like I'm JayDaYoungan
I'm gon’ put thirty on nine that gas station money

[Verse 2]
I'm runnin' wild without no leash cause I'm a big dog
Humble ass n*gga but you don't wanna see me p*ssed off
I keep my pistol clean so I ain't gotta wash my sh*t off
I’ll pay one of your n*ggas to kill yo’ ass just for a lil’ cost
My n*gga know I’m a big boss
Can’t argue with you n*ggas all on Facеbook
Too busy runnin’ up money cause my b*tch don’t want her A-cups
Shе said if I get her pregnant I gotta fix her body after
And this beat so damn slow so every punchline’s makin’ me madder
[Verse 3]
No cap, yall know a n*gga don’t rap like this
He ridin’ round with none in the head my n*gga got clapped like this
He got no hustle so we gotta keep him a fat white b*tch
f*ck n*gga callin’ my phone for Ps knowin’ he don’t trap like this
I’m a smacka so I say what the f*ck that I wanna say
Real-life I count it up forty bands at my momma place
I got kicked out the house had to stay where my auntie stay
Went broke had to hit me a lick for a couple plates
I was trappin’ in the hood but wasn’t gettin’ no real money
I was trynna find a plug trynna get me a deal or somethin’
Mob to my grandmas house and I was real hungry
Now I’m slidin’ down Avenue D in a real foreign
Parked the Lambo in the projects and I left the doors off
When my brother seen that new Lambo he froze up
Remember fightin’ in the hood I used to get my nose bust
But if a n*gga bust my nose now [?]

[Verse 4]
I ain’t gotta f*ck them hoes at the crib I can pick and choose
Got the Rolls Royce on D and parked on the avenue
Seen an old lady at the meathouse and bought her a bag of food
Seen a Haitian lady walkin’ in the rain and come tagged her Uber
Why I’m humble cause I ate in the projects with a pack of noodles
And my momma made sure I was the flyest jit at the school
I was ten I hit my first lick with G Knight
Momma taught me if G fight then we fight
I was raised off of love you was raised off survival
n*gga killed one of my n*ggas I ain’t grabbin’ no Bible
I ain’t givin’ no information to them crackers they hidin’
Ima load that damn carbon with my n*ggas and slide in
All them pus*y ass n*ggas on the book, is not livin’
Who you ran down on, who you whooped, who you shot n*gga?
Probably was thuggin’ in PSL but not my block n*gga
You ain’t never put [?] n*gga in the hospital
[Outro]
Avenue D sh*t n*gga
Fort Pierce I got us n*gga
Fort Pierce on the map n*gga
You know what time it is n*gga
I got us we ain’t worried about it man
I got us n*gga I swear to God n*gga
772 gang gang n*gga
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