All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed
He's daydreaming of one shot of success, under a lot of distress, he does not feel blessed
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
I often sit at home daydreaming about reading on farms
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