B.S.

Its called 'The American Dream' becuase you have to be asleep to believe it Tell them I need a drink on ice A long way from chasing cheese off dice In them hall ways where they go to feed that vice Ain't much sleep at night It was gun fire all through the streets at night Now I meditate for a little peace at night This shit feel like "Blue Laces" One thing I learned this year was watch these new faces And niggas with 2 faces I'm having that money brought to me now in them suitcases Im ready, just tied my shoe laces I'm too faded as I sit and watch the world in silence Look at the drugs and violence We been hit with a virus Way before sickness found its way We've been digging our own grave We been going 'bout all this the wrong way We been on the wrong page Now they say Quarantine, bitch I been on my own wave but I now, more than ever, see we've been in our own way Gotta know yourself and know you're a God, nigga We ain't come here to play, nah we came here to pod, nigga These thoughts dwell among the stars, nigga I brought some vibes you ain't know I could provide Sound like we need a cigar, nigga Ain't got it on me but it might be in the car with us Looking at your broad, I might wanna have a minaj with her That's for the record She gone dress it up for me in lingerie with the leopard Send the addy, Im stepping Whats real anymore? The world's up side down Its hard to even see the up side now 'Cause we conditioned to The Bullshit The Bullshit Bullshit (Bullshit) We pay attention to the Bullshit The Bullshit Bullshit Think we addicted to the Bullshit The Bullshit Bullshit They sell disease and the cure, man these niggas on some Bullshit Bullshit Bullshit