P. Reign - Dream Where You Been lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Huh, hottest women on speed dial
Yung killas on redial
Came from my lawyer’s son' bar mitzvah
In otha words we don’t see trial
Yung Reign from the streets nah
It’s my turn to eat nah
It’s time I turn up the heat nah
In the studio, givin' beats beat downs
All my yung boys drink henny straight
My fans want Dear America, don’t lettem wait
I do betta wit the hate, anyway
Got the milli bout to be in my account, anyday
I been stuck in the city too long, can’t leave
Will ya please come and get yo bitch, can’t breathe!
Roll up my sleeve, cook up the rock
Mama said ya still got yo hands in the pot
Man I be lyin' if I said I wasn't waitin' on this shit my whole life
Took a chance rolled the dice
Felt the pressure blowin' pipes, not a drip
Nigga not a drip
Boy I’m a plumber wit this shit
Just got a new whip
My son call it Tonka truck
I said yeah boy, yo daddy in a big toy
Put yo money on retainer befo you’re outta luck
Got the feds on my ass, call em hemorrhoids
Tell the pigs, that they betta bring back up
I done sold an eight-ball on erry corner
Wit the sticks on me, had to rack up
Showed no luv to the niggas hatin’ on us
Hurry up yung Reign they been waitin on ya
Its our time now I'm bout to lay it on ya
My bitch on twitter writin' lol
Still laughin' at the broke bitches hatin' on her
(Hook)
I been down this road
Grindin' to the bone
Only way I know
Only way I know
I been on the low
Bubbling on the stove
Hustling till I go
Only way I know
Where ya been
Where ya been?
Man, I been on the go
Only way I know
Where ya been
Where ya been
Man, I been on the go
Only way I know
(Verse 2)
Ooh, yung Reign in the flesh
Bitch, I been errythang bet stressed
Big lie, ya a god damn fibber
Can’t cross the border, just anotha fuckin' nigga
Man, I been on the block wit my muthafuckin' niggas
Smokin' weed, sellin' drugs, fuckin' bitches, spillin' liquor
Ooh, wylin out, I had to learn to hold my liquor
I'm the boss, I ain’t got to pull the trigger
All the real d-boys, where ya at
Teach how to cook a bird in like 6 minutes flat
Man, I’m just trynna make it where the rich niggas at
Tell em skinny hoes bounce and bring the thick bitches back!
Like her booty like my pockets gotta keep em fat
Shout them h-town bitches wit the dimples in their ass
Hoppin' up and down the courts, give and go
Me and my lawyer like the [?] here we go
Gotta bunch of killers wit me, gotta problem let me know
Red dot got it pointed at yo crown, watch the throne
That’s my dog throw a bone
Ya could smell the gunpowder, niggas sprayin' like cologne
And ya know I got a team but I could do it my own
All alone, fuckin' life boy, I'm David throwin' stones
Order hits but neva do it on the phone
I'm the shit she can smell me thru the phone
Bad bitch knockin' at my door knock knock mhm
I'mma fuk her on the floow bop bop mhm
And to em niggas talkin' non stop
Watch this top drop, Glock pop (pop pop pop)
Where I’m from I’m a legend
Damn, that’s yo girl, when the weddin'
I have yo bitch shotgun, ridin' thru the six in a muthafuckin' seven
Holla at me
(Hook)
I been down this road
Grindin' to the bone
Only way I know
Only way I know
I been on the low
Bubbling on the stove
Hustling till I go
Only way I know
Where ya been
Where ya been?
Man, I been on the go
Only way I know
Where ya been
Where ya been
Man, I been on the go
Only way I know
