P. Reign - Dream Where You Been lyrics

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P. Reign - Dream Where You Been lyrics

(Verse) Huh, hottest women on speed dial Yung k**as on redial Came from my lawyers son' bar mitzvah In otha words we dont see trial Yung Reign from the streets nah Its my turn to eat nah Its time I turn up the heat nah In the studio, givin' beats beat downs All my yung boys drink henny straight My fans want Dear America, dont lettem wait I do betta wit the hate, anyway Got the milli bout to be in my account, anyday I been stuck in the city too long, cant leave Will ya please come and get yo b**h, cant breathe! Roll up my sleeve, cook up the rock Mama said ya still got yo hands in the pot Man I be lyin' if I said I wasn't waitin' on this sh** my whole life Took a chance rolled the dice Felt the pressure blowin' pipes, not a drip n***a not a drip Boy Im a plumber wit this sh** Just got a new whip My son call it Tonka truck I said yeah boy, yo daddy in a big toy Put yo money on retainer befo youre outta luck Got the feds on my a**, call em hemorrhoids Tell the pigs, that they betta bring back up I done sold an eight-ball on erry corner Wit the sticks on me, had to rack up Showed no luv to the n***as hatin on us Hurry up yung Reign they been waitin on ya Its our time now I'm bout to lay it on ya My b**h on twitter writin' lol Still laughin' at the broke b**hes hatin' on her (Hook) I been down this road Grindin' to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubbling on the stove Hustling till I go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been? Man, I been on the go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been Man, I been on the go Only way I know (Verse 2) Ooh, yung Reign in the flesh b**h, I been errythang bet stressed Big lie, ya a god damn fibber Cant cross the border, just anotha f**in' n***a Man, I been on the block wit my muthaf**in' n***as Smokin' weed, sellin' d**, f**in' b**hes, spillin' liquor Ooh, wylin out, I had to learn to hold my liquor I'm the boss, I aint got to pull the trigger All the real d-boys, where ya at Teach how to cook a bird in like 6 minutes flat Man, Im just trynna make it where the rich n***as at Tell em skinny hoes bounce and bring the thick b**hes back! Like her booty like my pockets gotta keep em fat Shout them h-town b**hes wit the dimples in their a** Hoppin' up and down the courts, give and go Me and my lawyer like the [?] here we go Gotta bunch of k**ers wit me, gotta problem let me know Red dot got it pointed at yo crown, watch the throne Thats my dog throw a bone Ya could smell the gunpowder, n***as sprayin' like cologne And ya know I got a team but I could do it my own All alone, f**in' life boy, I'm David throwin' stones Order hits but neva do it on the phone I'm the sh** she can smell me thru the phone Bad b**h knockin' at my door knock knock mhm I'mma fuk her on the floow bop bop mhm And to em n***as talkin' non stop Watch this top drop, Glock pop (pop pop pop) Where Im from Im a legend Damn, thats yo girl, when the weddin' I have yo b**h shotgun, ridin' thru the six in a muthaf**in' seven Holla at me (Hook) I been down this road Grindin' to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubbling on the stove Hustling till I go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been? Man, I been on the go Only way I know Where ya been Where ya been Man, I been on the go Only way I know