"Dream" lyrics

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Ay, ay, ay, ay
Bad 'lil bitch and she like how I do it
She like the vibe and listens to my music
My diamonds corona 'cause you know they too sick
I've been having these dreams, I'm not talking lucid
She telling me that she like the way I dress
All these people be clowns, I'm not talking 'bout Fresh
And I swear she a eater, she fiendin' for flesh
She wanna come out tomorrow, she know I'm the best
Lately I've just been stuck and vibin' on my own
Need to watch how you talk, please don't hurry your tone
Like to hang with the bros so I'm never alone
And I ran up the bag, did it on my own
And I heard that they want songs just like, "Want Me"
Yeah, I know that she love me, do she really want me?
Or maybe she only care about the money
She calling me sweet but I am not honey
I feel like Faygo, I'm racking my pink
My diamonds wet, need to turn off the sink
Look at my neck I got a Cuban link
If she wanna talk I told her that we can link
Take a look in your eyes, you won't even blink
And she treat me like somebody, no, I'm not talking 'bout [?]
I predicted my lifestyle, call that a jinx
And I got [?] I ain't talking 'bout links
Demons in my head, feeling like shambles
She the killer [?]
I'm not rocking no old style, everything is brand new
And I did it again, two times like a camel
She wanna play my song on the boombox
She know that we should be vibin'
And shawty gon' do everything I say, no I'm not talking 'bout Simon