Revenge of the Dreamers pt 4 Video (MV)

Gave a nigga my last, how could you hate on me?
When I was packin' my bag, why you ain't wait on me?

Hopped my ass in that cab took it way upstream
Pull on all of my scabs hoping they don't bleed

I had my last in my pocket with the stakes on me

I was going so fast, I ain't have no brakes on me (speed, nigga, speed)
Pull up with a bad bitch she like, "It's a lake on me"
And just so you know we back here, we splittin' the seat
Yeah man, I love you, yeah you know I'm splittin' the tree

Gotta get the cake, OD
Movin' fast like Husain on me

No I don't skate
But the bitch say my body so long she wanna play on me

My nigga wasn't nervous weren't no shakes on me

I'm just tryna keep it sane and remain lowkey

In the crib scraping plates off clean

Jaw lock, molly rock got my face all mean

Last time I drunk at a show
I had to throw the drank in the face of the security

F*ck in the club tryna take y'all drinks

Still cut the steak off clean

And I'm lookin' like a string bean
Bitch say my T-bone mean
Still take her out for the team

You niggas all for the clout
Might pout for the cheese

And I've seen shit go wrong 'round these streets
You don't know me, see

Sports wasn't organized can't switch on my team

Still stick to the schemes (still meddling)
Still get it, it's on your scalp
You know I'm talkin' 'bout that beam

Good pussy
Bustin' like the old couch out the springs
Aah (f*ck)
Said, ahh
(I don't give a f*ck)

(Ay, bitches gon' love that, bitches gon' love that)
(Bitches gon' love that)
Bitches definitely don't love that shit, nigga
You know we in the kitchen with it
We in the kitchen with it
You ain't gon' tell me nothin'
We three thousand miles away in this bitch, nigga
We here (yeah)
(Aah)
(Woo, woo, woo)

(Ay, that nigga going crazy)