Doughboyz Cashout Foreign Dreams Lyrics

Seeing on the block and between selling rocks
I was stuck that day and dream about, shit I wanna cut
Couldn't wait for me to jungle way then I'm gonna be straight
The lift day with a pretty bitch 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 fuck 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
Nigga 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
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 bitches 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 niggas 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 niggas copy
Whole team got no rollies must be winning time
Way you all having dreams bitch

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