PayneInTheCulo

I dare to dream
But the reality is
That my bros are free
Told them to count their blessings
Like they wrapped in rosarys
Choked up
But no potent weed
It’s happiness
That’s surrounded by arrogance
Felt the push to succeed-so me
I been standing since
Stuck in the middle
So I’m all fucked up
Need a new job
More money
Whichever one come
First come-first serve
Last hope
First word-means everything
Free Bigs Brea
The anthem many sing
But it will be a while
The charge is far
From menacing
But we got two back
Its authentic like a screw back
The roadblock
We done moved that
And they were bound to come home-as I know
You knew that
Who Dat?
Said they going beat my team?
I roll with straight shots
You more like HI-C
Guy please
Lets just stay our course
Make your own moves
We do not play horse
Copy cats-copy that
Receive no remorse
So I hope you eat that
I don’t want questions
I don’t want feedback
It is what it is
I need you to see that
The bros is home
And now
I’m on my stepping stone
And with all this motivation-my dream
I’m not letting go
So
This is just a quickie
No condoms or Vickys
I’m writing
And the ability to do so
Is what I’m wifing
Cuffing
Propose to
I’m dedicated
I make every stop
Like I’m local
No cheats
I do what I’m suppose to
Plus I’m so cool
I resemble a tropic breeze
And my lyrics-stay in your system
They just like poppy seeds