breathe / dreaming

breathe

i can't see

it's cloudy in my whip

i've been rollin' up weed

it help me breathe

this cold street's got me goin' crazy

i can't sleep

i really need to breathe

this shit's deep

they got it on camera

told the police

i can't breathe

they kill him anyway

i guess that's how it is

and we just wanna live

i can't breathe

jealousy and greed

lemon tree and lean

in a 7 series bimm

feelin' like the king

watchin' teens die

on my television screen

riots in the streets

you hear the pain when she screams

in this life though

right where i sleep

i'm on a mission

had a vision

nine flights in a week

get your digits up

pistols hidden in the cut

glass piece look like a sippy cup

half gram

50 bucks

we push packs like crack in the '80s

and i slip packs

ridin' brand new mercedes

the good smoke

few bitches give me money

cause they love me

two asians and a bunny

all this pressure got me stressin'

and i'm chainsmokin' in my section

smith & wesson

keep the weapon cause i'm flexin

and these broke boys keep on textin'

it makes it hard to breathe

fuck rap

i'm a legend in the game

and i can't believe i ain't sittin' in the cage

gucci frames

top down

screamin

money ain't a thing"