BLOODY DREAMZ lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing down and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass about that business I don’t know a thing
Forever sreaming “Free my brother” until they let him out them chains
Just chill my n*gga, yeah I know your pain was goin’ through the same
We back to back in stolen cars
I sin and I repent to God
I can’t even vent to you I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I’m coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams got me somewhere on Mars

[Verse]
I was drillin’ with deals on the table, I’m a shootin’ star
I blow this sh*t on Veeze and cutters and get it back tomorrow
A lot of n*ggas say they want my head, that’s all I ever hear
They probably mad ‘bout someone who got killed or bronem took they sh*t
Zip ‘em now we swapping blicks
We the yougest ones that’s clappin sh*t
Yougest on all the hits, I threw a box on the back of my blick, this a conversion kit
2024 had stamped a n*gga with this rapping sh*t
I’m independent and I’m rich
You ain’t never seen a yougin act like this
Now I got them racks, that’s off the flap I ain’t gotta ask for sh*t
$100k just for a tape I’ll take that sh*t there anyday
n*ggas really fakin’, in a way they really want my place
Troll just hit another spot, another loss for four new chops
They won’t even let me change the route, I gotta go up top
I’m still frontline scope your drop with two three killers ask my pops
You talkin’ to that pillar we sleep on dots and smoke sh*t when it’s hot
My baby out his top, he want more hearts to stop
sh*t let’s go load the car
I got a .308 from ‘round the way this b*tch go rrahh
These n*ggas playin’ snake everybody got that date, could be tomorrow
I’ma keep stacking cake to get out the way it’s gon’ be hard
b*tch I ride ‘round with drac’s so hell nah I don’t need no bodyguard
I get high and I talk to the dead, only man I fear is God
[Chorus]
I’m tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing down and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass about that business I don’t know a thing
Forever sreaming “Free my brother” until they let him out them chains
Just chill my n*gga, yeah I know your pain was goin’ through the same
We back to back in stolen cars
I sin and I repent to God
I can’t even vent to you I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I’m coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams got me somewhere on Mars