BLOODY DREAMZ lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing that killing down, and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass 'bout that business, I don't know a thing
Forever screaming, "Free my brother," until they let him out them chains
Just chill my n*gga, yeah, I know your pain, was goin' through the same
We back to back in stolen cars, I sin then I repent to God
I can't even vent to you, I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I'm coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams, got me somewhere on Mars

[Verse]
I was drillin' with deals on the table, I'm a shootin' star
I'll blow this sh*t on V's and cutters and get it back tomorrow
A lot of n*ggas say they want my head, that's all I ever hear
They probably mad 'bout someone who got killed or bro 'nem took they sh*t
Zip 'em now we swapping blicks, we the youngest ones that's clappin' sh*t
Youngest on all the hits, I threw a box on the back of my blick, this a conversion kit (Blrr)
2024, had stamped a n*gga with this rapping sh*t, I'm independent and I'm rich
You ain't never seen a youngin act like this
Now I got them racks, that's off the flap, I ain't gotta ask for sh*t
100K just for a tape, I'll take that sh*t there any day
n*ggas really fakin', in a way they really want my place
Troll just hit another spot, another loss for four new chops
They won't even let me change the route, I gotta go up top
I'm still frontline, scope your drop with two three killers, ask my pops
You talkin' to that pillar, we sleep on dots and smoke sh*t when it's hot
My baby out his top, he want more hearts to stop, sh*t, let's go load the car
I got a .308 from 'round the way, this b*tch go, "Rrahh"
These n*ggas playin' snake, everybody got that date, could be tomorrow
I'ma keep stacking cake to get out the way, it's gon' be hard
b*tch, I ride 'round with Dracs so hell nah, I don't need no bodyguard
I get high and I talk to the dead, only man I fear is God
[Chorus]
I'm tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing that killing down, and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass 'bout that business, I don't know a thing
Forever screaming, "Free my brother," until they let him out them chains
Just chill my n*gga, yeah, I know your pain, was goin' through the same
We back to back in stolen cars, I sin then I repent to God
I can't even vent to you, I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I'm coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams, got me somewhere on Mars