If you had a choice to choose dream or drama
The dreams is everything you want to strive for in life
And the drama is dealing with all of the negative shit
What do you want? For me, I'm all about the dreams
They can keep the drama, ya hear me?
So this whole thing is dreams over drama
And that's how it got to be
No matter anybody else opinion, you know what I'm saying?
I am the master of my fate. Let's get it!
From here on out, from here on out, from here on out
From here on out I'm choosing dreams over drama
Don't approach me with that bullshit, keep that there over yonder
With them suckers them lames them snakes them fakes
Them low key haters whom never thought I'd be great
Show some love to a real one bumping CG 3 riding thru the trap
Riding as the beat slap as I snap on them bars, sounding something like a star
But really I'm low key, no need to go live for the bitches that won't reply to the dm
See him speak or forever hold your peace, two fingers in the air, one for you, one for me
The one that's meant for me is pointing to the sky, the one that's meant for you is un-politely saying bye
Like bitch you think your shit don't stank, if you're a money hungry fein, sell your pussy to the bank
End up with a repo, side effects of that depot, peek-a-boo pussy, peek thru like a peep hole
Known for jumping steep-holes for zeros and commas, nah I don't need a baby momma
Heard they're full of drama if you make them that way, got a project chick and she loves to smoke hay
Taught her everything she know, she suck and fuck me like a pro
Got a bitch that's bad and boujee, pussy wet as the jungle
But I can only fuck with the chick when she can be humble
And when she can't I do not stay around her I just bounce
Done killed my drank, done smoked my weed, I went thru about an ounce
I told her bitch
I'm choosing dreams over drama
Don't approach me with that bullshit, keep that there over yonder
With them suckers, them lames, them snakes, them fakes
Them low key haters whom never thought I'd be great
Show some love to a real one, real one, real one
If you're listening now, you're showing love to a real one, real one, real one, yeahhh
To you weak motherfuckers don't be saying my name
You say my name 3 times and I pop up like I'm the candy mane
Asking what it bees like? Why'd you send for me?
Fuck the sympathy, can't talk too much when a nigga straight out here mane, disrespecting me
Wasn't raised like that, made like that, hell nah
Threaten me, put your hands on me, I'm fighting dawg
And I ain't about that talking, I'm telling you right now
Ain't no need for that pistol, so put your gun down
I know you're scared of an ass whooping, kinda sissyfied
Why are you inserting my name in all your story and your lies
Karma is a bitch and every word came back
I took his chick put her with my chick and ate them like a snack, ha
I'm choosing dreams over drama
Don't approach me with that bullshit, keep that there over yonder
With them suckers, them lames, them snakes, them fakes
Them low key haters whom never thought I'd be great
And smoke a blunt with a real one