Lyrics:

(Dam Quan Who Cook This is up?)
Feel like I'm stuck in a dream
(n-n-No Face, No Kase)
Stuck in a dream (Wipe Still Counting)

I get way too faded speaking honestly
(Damn)
I been way too jaded when you come to me
(Yeah)
And I know that you hated all my modesty
Like maybe this a prophecy
My Cupid shit a odyssey
I used to be a prodigy
But nowadays I'm way too Vain to see my own hypocrisy
This not a love letter
Girl this an apology
Yeah you could better
But you'd rather ride with me
Yeah she could do better
But she'd rather die with me
And that sits right with me
I used to be afraid
That I would be nothing entirely
But now I'm bossed up with no parents to be proud of me
It's so apparent they'd be proud of me

Feel like I'm stuck in a dream
I can't even see
You're making me nauseous
I can't even breathe
I can't even breathe
Can't even breathe (hey-ay)
Feel like I'm stuck in a dream
I can't even see
You're making me nauseous
I can't even breathe
I can't even breathe
(I can't even breathe)
Yeah, girl I can't even breathe
(Girl I can't even breathe, I can't even breathe)
I feel so alone girl, I feel so alone (I feel so alone)
Why you hit my phone girl, Why you hit my phone (Like why you hit my phone)
Yeah stuck in this dream please leave me alone
Stuck in this dream here, Stuck in my own (stuck in my zone)
Mind
This aint right girl I can't find my own
Home
Hey, nowhere to go, oh, oh
Yeah, nowhere, to run
Nowhere, to hide (Nowhere)
No home, to go back to
To go back to
Show me all your demons girl
Baby I'ma find them
Show me all your skeletons and girl I'll go and hide them
Show me all your lovers maybe i'll go fight them
Show me where your heart is, maybe i'll reside here

1, 2, 3, Stones thrown at me
1, 2, 3, Chances gave to make peace
I aint never even had to grab the .40
Passin' everyday, get my money, Get the cheese
Too much cheese breaking my wallet
Too much cheese breaking my pockets
Talk about what you gon do
But you never lock in
Me and my all my niggas fuckin ball like boston
Ballin' like boston, I aint had a option, I had to go get to the cake
We just been focused on making a way for our family
My niggas never had to wait
If I told him I'ma get him a stack, I'ma get him the same stack, same day
My niggas running ya game
And we running ya industry nigga we on the same page, I can't
Huh, I can't even argue
I can't even chase
I been gettin hella bank
Hella fuckin pape
Niggas hella mad I got swag, I got bape (yeah)
I got bad bitches, hella fine

Hella fine shit, Baby you is fine bitch
She wanna grip the pole Told her, "can you find it?"
She wanna suck the dick but baby can you ride it?
My stacks so centerfold they always be aligning
I might go insane blow my Kurt Cobain
Up my pole mid-center hit you in yo fucking brain
Bitch I'm hard duh, I aint never had to follow waves
Don't let my heart go girl I don't wanna fall to waste

Written By: Ashanti Damale Wiggins II,  Jalani Nasir Brown

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