Doughboyz Cashout - Foreign Dreams lyrics

Seeing on the block and between selling rocks I was stuck that day and dream about, sh** I wanna cut Couldn't wait for me to jungle way then I'm gonna be straight The lift day with a pretty b**h on a finest day But for now it's gone, come our place Cuz I need any dollar, come on, plus I try to escape Got no rollers scale, better phone with pinker bottle Back eleven with this pressure in case you f** with me I'm figure I'mma stay paper, then my wipe needs I knew that I'll be the new label Since sixteen I was grant until forty key Flip to another neighbor n***a was so for' Got everything into night and' Tell me what it get it when I wake up in the morning Put it on the 'thing about the days that I really could afford it sponsored links Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind 'not days that I think at how I get hard I'm always on the hood I ain't never hide ' in the party where this b**hes twist the ...on my dick ' Cuz tonight is the nigh'I want to hear it on It's just for a reason my house get..now days I think about a hurricane I rather just close turn on my cell phone Ain't corners reminisce what I've been though Lost my dogs they find a way to tell you Go to sleep then wake up, think about it can't be All I want is a ...in the cave here Got everything into night and' Tell me what it get it when I wake up in the morning Put it on the 'thing about the days that I really could afford it Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind Now keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for Now keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for Now keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for Now keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for Now wake up, wake up, wake up and get you cake up, cake up Now keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for keep coming dreams for, keep coming dreams for I'm a king but my shoes Alexander McGuiness Yeah you can't get a scooper, in the spring I drop the top, Holds like a lot, kids call me super 'when appear to the block I'm everything this n***as not, I ain't rapping, I bridge Probably say it might be ' Feed walking on the sand, all hand in my lady Looking like the drug, dealer and the safe a Mercedes Eyes on top of my body, my bailey shoes are Versace Everything that we do it, all this fake n***as copy Whole team got no rollies must be winning time Way you all having dreams b**h Got everything into night and' Tell me what it get it when I wake up in the morning Put it on the 'thing about the days that I really could afford it Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind Always got foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign, dreams on my mind