Revenge of the Dreamers pt 4

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)