Lyrics:
Lucid Dreams cuthored by: Xavier Edwards
Intro:
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray Yahweh my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake,
I pray
a black eye pea
Must be out yo mind saying I'm broke boy you tripping or sum
Boy I just go get that Mf money you know I be thumbing through hunnids
I love
wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga)
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rocking Girbaud
Ma, I want you ya no puedo mas,
Hit the club with your girls on a Thursday, It’s latin night,
Get fucked up go to work on the next day, and that’s
want it grey (yeah)
Tell me I’m free to go do what I say
But be careful cause girls be go missing by day (by day)
Even in light some of us in the dark
paparazzi cameras be flashing
Imagine, your boy basking in fireworks lanterns
Organic magic fashioned in alligator leather
Clad in black, silk dress shirt,
Amy
Post turbo, bout to get that bitch painty
Lucky Luciana a.k.a. Piano man, used to play with keys
3 or 4 peas, purpose sack luch, oxis
These ol'
me by my government
Are you gonna suck it like it succulent?
I'mma have you up late, do you like chocolate?
I'm an animal, I need a big batti girl
Girl in the corner eyed him like a hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the desert dust off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said "Hey, how's it hangin',
Movin' to the backbeat
Walkin' down Main Street
Checkin' out the new scene
Watchin' all the girls go by
High heels - short dress
Baby, make your
The stars fell on California
Through a fire in the sky
Deep underground they're dreaming
Till the end of time
Somewhere a green-eyed girl
Knows
thang
Good morning
With heart-eyed emojis
Ten minutes
To take that new quarantine selfie
With the overly used caption
What month are we in
Ten minutes
Imma curly head blue eyed white boy who gon always pop shit
I can't show no love to these girls if I'm in love I'm toxic
She argue back I ain't doin
girl
heard around they got that magic
Wit a Latin mami
Telling stories and they tragic
And a White Girl, claiming I'm her first, imagine
I had a past
I
and all they see is lust
Fuck it I'm blessed (Because)
Inchisomwetrust that's black Jesus
I speak to my life then I watch it happen
This not in Latin
Really
Let loose, pop a bottle of goose
Black and latina man it’s so hard to choose
Man what they say is so far from the truth
Pointing at your girl like my
All these girls want the dirty boys from a fucked up world
Fucked beyond repair by the cards they're dealt
Want to taste that danger love
Fitted
Sitting on a coffin drinking coffee
I wore black on black with negative feelings
I often go to Paris to live yesterday tomorrow
Because Paris is a place
on my feet like a Mexican
Grandma, always cooked me something to eat, she ain't Mexican
Baby girl we can dance like we're Mexicans
Still remember when I
black and blue
The gangs running through
This vibes impossible
To mimic by fuck boys
Don’t even try it
We can all see through
Please dude
Read through
with president Grant
Now I walk in right according to plan
Smooth Latin grooves by the band led by Zan
He's singing "One Man"
That's my jam
Sexy girls
They keep starting to astound us
Lucky us we didn't blow up in our twenties
The money by them was panties
We were chipping ramps to Grammys their life
trumps collide, apply the mind set
Come on, let's go to work
And let me see that body jerk
Girls twitch the middle, watch my chips triple
Latin lingo,
flowin' like Sosa
And the Latin chick tranportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
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