Bluedreams (feat. HTC the Rapper & Vince G)

I'm a green fiend addict I cant even lie Probably caught up in bad habits till the day I die I've been grinding for this bread no I'm not talking rye Having blue dreams stack my money to the sky I'm on my way to this money I'll hit you right back Slide into town got the PHX on my back Pull up to West Gate I'm dropping some racks Hittin up Vince and we dropping this track Hit up yo bitch and she dropping her pants Doesn't take much I can get you advance Give her the dick then she getting some cramps Then I'm dippin right out cause I'm chasin them bands Hold up Bitch Stop it What's in your wallet is not in my pocket I'm chasin paper then flippen the profit Toes to the pavement they don't want the problem I made I lane that ain't nobody stopping I fade away when they start with the gossip I made some guala they sayin they called it you weren't from the start so bitch get off this Bitch get off this I'm poppin I'm cashin Nigga's be talkin but you know they cappin I'm in the studio your boy is cookin with Vince and HTC Nigga come book us This ain't for free and this shit don't come easy you wanna make guap Then nigga come see me Nigga's be talkin cause they wanna be me but I'm what they wish for just call me the genie If you start scheming then this gone get sticky Pump in the Chevy I pity your petty Pushin the gas I skirt like Andretti ain't cuffin know thottie f*ck hoes is a hobby Smokin on thrax and its loud as Piscotty But I'm bout my money so nigga don't try me Got a bad bitch fat ass waist tiny I'm a hit her once wake up cant find me I'm a green fiend addict I cant even lie Probably caught up in bad habits till the day I die I've been grinding for this bread no I'm not talking rye Having blue dreams stack my money to the sky