Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plug Dreams, artist - Sy Ari Da Kid. Album song 2 Weeks No Diss, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sy Ari Da Kid
Song language: English
Plug Dreams |
You know my young nigga, he a hustler |
Type of hustler that make another nigga rich |
Ain’t nothing wrong about that |
Young nigga I love him, he a G, fuck with him |
That’s a G only |
But I always been the type of nigga take a hustler and make all the hustlers |
rich |
They all be rich |
Put my life on that |
Really fuck with both of them |
I tell a nigga if he bout money, go get it |
Fuck what they talkin bout |
You heard me? |
Get the money, make a nigga respect it |
You been leesing for a long time, might never own shit |
You been selling dope your whole life, and you ain’t ever sold a brick |
Young nigga doing fed time for some shit he told a bitch |
Nigga say he beefing, but if nobody die, it ain’t over with |
Ain’t no running off from the plug, slumped in the mud |
Keep a gun tucked for the scrubs |
It go bang bang, hit 'em up |
Nigga, fuck love pretty much |
They’ll fuck him up in the club |
Nigga cuttin off with the |
Nigga bloodshedding with the blood |
Gotta hustle up, nigga run |
Gotta double up with the funds |
Play tough, nigga you’re done |
Stay up, nigga here it comes |
He got work, what you want? |
Do your worst, don’t be dumb |
It the first of the month |
You know the world |
Running, running |
You know my niggas don’t play bout that money |
One hundred |
They dream about plug money |
They dream, they dream, they dream |
over blood money everyday |
Killers all around, they ready for it |
Ran off with a pack, petty for it |
We brothers, so we gotta eat together |
I’m sorry baby, we can’t be together |
I’m sorry, but he crossed the line |
Imma burn a nigga everytime |
Sippin on Activis, I’m on that trappin shit |
I’m on that vacume seeling and pack that shit |
She want a boss, she don’t lower her standards |
I aingt giving no answers |
Diamonds dancing on me like a stripper |
Diamonds dancing like they working the flames |
I was selling |
Never once was I ever afraid |
I’m tryna go get cheeper prices, nigga |
I’m in the talking to the source |
I’m in the seas |
She tryna satisfy a nigga needs |
She not getting things, but she down on her knees |
Everything I got, I got for trees |
Before I touched the money, I sold the piece |
Before I did a show, I sold a piece |
You know the world |
Running, running |
You know my niggas don’t play bout that money |
One hundred |
They dream about plug money |
They dream, they dream, they dream |
over blood money everyday |
Young boy |
Always been the type to post up |
Strap up |
Front line up |
Head first |
Teach a young nigga how to go get it |
Come back with it |
Keep tossing and flipping |
Clear a little bit, we gon ball hard |
We ain’t got time for bullshit |
Small talk when we out in these trentches |
Grinding for it |
Got the life on it |
Time on it |
Money on it |
Got no different |
Nigga ain’t nothing sweet |
BRR |