[Intro]
(Trill, where the fu*k you're at?)
[Chorus]
Just like Luther King, b*tch, I had a dream
I guess it came true, not to fu*k up my jeans
Did what I had to do, I'm fulfillin' my needs
Locked up only place, I was goin' was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell? That composition notebook and that pen
ni**a locked down, you ain't got no friends
ni**a locked down, you ain't got no b*tch
They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands
I cut my EM, come and catch me you can
I told my momma I ain't goin' to jail no more and I did that sh*t again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been, I could never forget
To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings
They don't want me to win
[Verse]
Hotboii [?], evеrything he shot gon' get premiеred
All I want for ni**as know not to play with me, I don't wanna be feared
How you want smoke? Boy you ain't got no funds
All you do is post guns, that sh*t weird
Run with the K, lil' ni**a, I could coach you, do it for the culture 'cause I'm that real
I had a dream like Luther, no [?]
Dreamed I had ten hoes in my bed
Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O
Dreamed I got away from the feds (I dreamed I, I dreamed I)
Long live the King [?] (Dream)
You can't say the V without Roy (I dreamed I, I dreamed I)
It feel like a dream without snorin' (Dream)
[?] 23, don't mean Jordan
See how I was [?] in it, just my pen and composition
I didn't want to trust these women, followin' my intuition
Bottled up my inner feelings until I explode
We got water bed for wet dreams, I don't want to be woke
[Chorus]
Just like Luther King, b*tch, I had a dream
I guess it came true, not to fu*k up my jeans
Did what I had to do, I'm fulfillin' my needs
Locked up only place, I was goin' was sleep
Hot how you feel in that cell? That composition notebook and that pen
ni**a locked down, you ain't got no friends
ni**a locked down, you ain't got no b*tch
They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands
I cut my EM, come and catch me you can
I told my momma I ain't goin' to jail no more and I did that sh*t again
I feel them people don't want me to win
I know where I been, I could never forget
To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings
They don't want me to win
[Outro]
I be sippin', I don't get drunk no more
I won't even be one to give a fu*k no more
I be drinkin' out of the bottle like my car was broke
Got a crush on parmesan, I can't love no ho
Can't love no more
I don't got love for more
Heart so cold
I don't got love for folk
You gotta know, gotta know