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dreams 2 reality (feat. tristin edwards) - dreamle$ lyrics

[intro: tristin edwards & dreamless]
wake up dreamless, wake up
f-ck

[verse 1: dreamless]
woke up with a thought, maybe two
blowin’ up my phone, baddies stuck like glue
yeah, i got a lot, that be true
icy, so cold, caught the flu
she blowin’ up my phone like a missile
like malcolm, i’m stuck in the middle
of two baddies, that f-ck with my caddies
call me daddy, yeah, you know that this just be a lil riddle
straight out the academy
she studying anotomy
she know i got the presence
don’t fear a sentence
you lost my attention
wait, did i mention
i’ma turn my dreams to reality?
i’ma

[hook: tristin edwards & dreamless]
turn my dreams to reality
dreams to reality
dreams to reality
dreams to reality
turn my dreams to reality
dreams to reality
to reality
to reality
turn my dreams to reality
to reality
to reality

[verse 2: dreamless]
losin’ focus, you don’t know this
time to notice, yeah, i wrote this
keep it noted
i’m dethronin’ my opponent
f-ckin’ b-tches, yeah, you know i get up on it
from the evenin’ to the mornin’
f-ck a red-headed mami, lindsay lohan
like a mo’f-ckin’ dog, i’m always bonin’
it’s atonement, like an omen (ay)
got two b-tches on my c-ck while snorin’ (ay)
i guess i’m lucky like a clover or a token
just pipe preppy b-tches that love the chokin’
’cause i’m chosen
comin’ back like d-rose and legs open
24 hours closin’
water faucet
yeah she leakin’, yeah she soakin’
hit it once, then return it like she broke it

[verse 3: tristin edwards]
smokin’ on this dank
purple drank in my lemonade
always hit it raw, might inseminate by mistake
wake and bake, while i contemplate where i’m goin’
knowin’ i ain’t sh-t but i’m still growin’ as an artist
flow so hard, it’s so r-t-rded
like employees up at taget
sorry, i’m just cold-hearted
compare me to your car ’cause i’m just barely getting started
i’ll be burying these artists, like a burial for parted relatives
i just departed from my flight, i need an asprin
askin’ anyone i’m p-ssin’
still hungover, stop the racket
grab a bowl and then i pack it
hit that sh-t up at the airport, i’m an addict
got no patek, but i got a lil song, can i rap it?
’cause i’ma

- dreamle lyrics

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