Bands Up

(Shit crazy it felt so real) (Got me trippin) It's the middle of the night And I just woke up from my sleep I had a bad ass fucking dream That a nigga was low on green Couldn't catch no Zs so I count some sheep Shit seemed so real almost made me weep I just can't go back to the days Where everything I had and got was cheap And so I hopped up out my bed First thing I did was start to chase some bread If I ain't out here making no paper That'll be the day that y'all hear I'm dead It's like a game that has no end Or a freezing cold day in hell I wish I wish oh yes I wish My bank would fill up like a wishing well And I got stacks on stacks on stacks Compliments the racks on racks on racks If y'all start trippin on somethin new You gon' see the straps on straps on straps Now I got yo bitch all up on my lap Real shit no cap we can run them hands You just a broke ass pussy nigga Take some advice and go and up yo bands bitch Like every hour stuff my pockets with more power Got that power from the powder Business good the friendships sour 45 showers prove you coward Got connections like a router AR scope beam and the mounter My logos a money counter Profit go upwards off those downers Make a quiet bitch a shouter She jump on me and then I bounce her 1500 off a pounder Black market is my main browser LSD I got my wavelength Nonstop from fiends is my pay rate Started at 14 and I used to slang shake They f*ck with me like I'm Dre day Hood superstar but I ain't Lupe Pouring up the mud til it's like kool-aid I got those keys and it's a new day (Alicia) Made another play man I need a new safe I'm a goon or a goblin or whatever you say Run the block every day and I still got the weight Don't claim bitch but I don't gang bang My MOB is to just stay paid (bitch)