[Verse 1: J.I.D]
I had a dream, had a dream
Seen things, tryna paint a scene
Lot of weed so I don't really dream
More like a kush coma 'cause this shit was distinct
Yea, I ain't go too deep just to tell you I'll be the king by the end of the week
Exit the stage to your left, take that front row seat, you've been impeached
She wet them sheets when I rap offbeat
JID DiCaprio, put a cap in your soul, dig deep
That nigga a fool, he shot the nigga midweek
Couldn't sleep for a week and he still on the streets
I'm just another man in the mind from the East
Had to put down the cleats when I picked up the beats
Rapping under my helmet, they throwing hail marys
Hellbent on being the best, I had to pick one so tell me about it
Nah, that's just combat for you wombats
Your niggas react like tomcats to a strong bat
My niggas just tell me they want that so they hunt that
Taunt that until it's in a lunch sack, greatness
Get your show or your stage ripped, going ape shit
I'm just a nigga from the 6, hop off the grave-shift
Slave-shift, great shit, momma I made it
And I hope it never fades but it will one day
In the days that y'all got to suck seeds to fucking succeed
I'm in my all black tuxedo, hair nappy
JID Buckwheat
My girl tryna leave cuz she probably tryna fuck me
Probably tryna puff weed
I had a dream, had a dream
Seen things, tryna paint a scene
Lot of weed so I don't really dream
More like a kush coma 'cause this shit was distinct
Yea, I ain't go too deep just to tell you I'll be the king by the end of the week
Exit the stage to your left, take that front row seat, you've been impeached
She wet them sheets when I rap offbeat
JID DiCaprio, put a cap in your soul, dig deep
That nigga a fool, he shot the nigga midweek
Couldn't sleep for a week and he still on the streets
I'm just another man in the mind from the East
Had to put down the cleats when I picked up the beats
Rapping under my helmet, they throwing hail marys
Hellbent on being the best, I had to pick one so tell me about it
Nah, that's just combat for you wombats
Your niggas react like tomcats to a strong bat
My niggas just tell me they want that so they hunt that
Taunt that until it's in a lunch sack, greatness
Get your show or your stage ripped, going ape shit
I'm just a nigga from the 6, hop off the grave-shift
Slave-shift, great shit, momma I made it
And I hope it never fades but it will one day
In the days that y'all got to suck seeds to fucking succeed
I'm in my all black tuxedo, hair nappy
JID Buckwheat
My girl tryna leave cuz she probably tryna fuck me
Probably tryna puff weed
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