Lyrics Scheming - Reverie

Scheming

We scheming\nWe making money 'cross the globe\nIt’s like I’m dreaming\nDon’t make a threat against my life unless you mean it\nYou said you banking, out and paid\nI don’t believe it\nI been running on empty\nHit the studio stiff and came through with the Henney\nCan’t say no to anything that tempts me\nCopping the best weed. Say you can impress me\nLet’s see. All you really do is drop names\nI don’t care who you know. Don’t press me\nNever see you make a move on your own\nNever headlined a tour, never sold out a show\nFall back. Think I get gassed up passed passed out\nYou ain’t really got that. I wish i can\nThe fuck do you mean. I do exactly what I want\nNo limits, that’s dreams\nProps to the queen. Stop to the beat\n'cause you be all over it if I said hop on the beat\nDon’t talk to police but I’m all about the peace\nAnd respected through the streets — globally\nWhoa that’s me. Girl with the propers\nBanking off on misery, backstage with a bottle\nAnd whoever want to suck, come through\nExcept for the bitch in the back. Fuck you!\nWe scheming\nWe making money 'cross the globe\nIt’s like I’m dreaming\nDon’t make a threat against my life unless you mean it\nYou said you banking, out and paid\nI don’t believe it\nWe scheming\nWe making money 'cross the globe\nIt’s like I’m dreaming\nDon’t make a threat against my life unless you mean it\nYou said you banking, out and paid\nI don’t believe it\nYou talk a good one\nThink you want to be a rapper and I know i make it\nLook easy but look son\nShowing up ain’t gonna make it in this game. You could say you’re lame with the\nshook ones\nYou explain girl playing with the book son\nBut the fact is, you need practice\nAnd i hate to tell you but you’re that kid\nDon’t you call me lucky like I got here by coincidence\nListen bitch, don’t try to touch me. Trust me 'cause I been the shit\nYou ain’t fucking with me. On my team, we innovative mobsters\nThis rose that grew from the concrete 'bout to fucking blossom\nI’m an entrepreneur raised in the 90s\nBlow weed all day. Go, stay fresh, Nikes\nSo tell me can you feel it?\nI came here to have a good time, no stress on my mind, just business\nIf its wack then I can’t fuck with it\nThe one that break but we ain’t quite finished\nThis is the beginning of my legacy\nThere’ll never be a better me\nSee this is how I write when I’m on amphetamines\nAnd when I see an enemy, I throw a peace sign\nLike yea bitch, just watch me shine\nWatch me grow\nRepresent our generation\nWatch me blow\nMy hustle so on, hustle while i conquer every obstacle\nPut you on my level. My money’s calling so I gotta go\nBegging me for a goodbye kiss but bitch I already know what it is\nWe scheming\nWe making money 'cross the globe\nIt’s like I’m dreaming\nDon’t make a threat against my life unless you mean it\nYou said you banking, out and paid\nI don’t believe it\nWe scheming\nWe making money 'cross the globe\nIt’s like I’m dreaming\nDon’t make a threat against my life unless you mean it\nYou said you banking, out and paid\nI don’t believe it