bcm jay dreams şarkı sözleri
It's a lot of pain in my heart, I'm deep wounded with scars
Hoes out here killin' these niggas, don't know they playin' a part
Opps dead now, swear these murders ain't gettin' solved
I'm antisocial, leave me alone, cause I gotta recharge
Trenches made me , hung around them killers, baby
Seven shots up in this clip, feel like my name is KD
Roll up a trey five to the face, damn, I'm feelin' faded
It's alotta niggas in this bitch, tryna get famous
Been in the streets all my life, seen niggas sellin' drugs
Dedicated my life to the streets, nigga, I done fell in love
All my idols were killers, robbers, drug dealers, and them thugs
Never was into dice, a nigga run off show, his ass no love
Got a pressure point, had it since I left the joint
Locked up ain't no switchin' up what that nigga say from Detroit
Send shots, they want quick enough, keep shootin', won't disappoint
What they taught us on the block, finish so the second you can avoid
Now I'm turnt up makin' noise, ridin' strapped, I keep my poise
Stealin' niggas' packs like they babies swear it's just a toy
Opps talkin' crazy, but the beef I swear I never avoid
BCM, we on top, all we doin' is makin' noise
We don't get into that, ridin' solo, I keep my strap
I got Dreams of ridin' in a double RR, that shit is black
I got Dreams of havin' 20 cars, all them bitches wrapped
I got Dreams of putting BCM, all up on the map
It's a lot of pain in my heart, I'm deep wounded' with scars
Hoes out here killin' these niggas, don't know they playin' a part
Opps dead now, swear these murders ain't gettin' solved
I'm antisocial, leave me alone, cause I gotta recharge
Trenches made me yea I hung around them killers, baby
Seven shots up in this clip, feel like my name is KD
Roll up a trey five to the face, damn, I'm feelin' faded
It's a lot of niggas tellin' in this bitch tryna get famous
Hop on the court, feel like magic, I'm steady
Causin' havoc, bad bitch she with me on my side
She steady actin' rachet, Rolesville high 9th grade
I was notorious for skipping classes, ever
Start selling again' it's straight Za so you, know I'm taxin
Went from toting Tauruses , now I keep a mac-10
Used to struggle now every time I'm in front of the mic, yeah, I'm spazzin
Keep my pole head up, try my best to keep from lackin
Cause there's some niggas who want my head, or try to jack me
Can't stand the position I'm in, cause I'm winnin', yeah, they hate me
All my old hoes , they hit me up again, they wanna date me
But I done pictured this back in 2020, these hoes was shaky
I know I never take them serious, after they try to play me
We don't get into that, ridin' solo, I keep my strap
I got dreams of ridin' in the double RR, that shit is black
I got dreams of havin' 20 cars, all them bitches wrapped
I got dreams of puttin' BCM all up on the map

