Dreams on Sale

Singing on the street What you think I know you thought I wasn't on the rank But see I got that motion like an army tank I shoot so they can fall just like some heavy rain Heavy rain Heavy rain Can't wrap your head around it bout to go insane I go around in circles like a skating rink I compete with me But if you need Go ahead stay in your lane Baby take your time No it don't compare with mine I got more that's on the line God is keep on giving signs Mark my words and underline Once I'm out my head I get that bread Like it's the summertime Ooh ye They tried to box but I'm David Haye Been throwing shots like I ain't been O'dell Running through them doors Like my dreams have been on sale Like ye Ye ye I'm singing on the street again Are you listening Cuz you be talking numbers when your not a ten Not tryna be mean And I do not mean to condescend You just really clingy and controlling When you're not my kin Look at that man would you look at that Know it isn't clean way you holding that Now you raise your voice who you calling at That's so hypocritical and wack I mean all of that Come on Keke Don't ki ki Cuz ain't nothin funny unless it's you or your friend titi High school dating boring Had to leave that to the freaky Don't know how we get down I be boppin like Tesheki Ooh ye They tried to box but I'm David Haye Been throwing shots like I ain't been O'dell Running through them doors Like my dreams have been on sale Like ye Ye ye