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Reverie & Louden- No Chaser (Full Album)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reverie
Reverie
Performer
BELLA
BELLA
Performer
Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
Performer
Sixto Louden Caceres
Sixto Louden Caceres
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
Songwriter
Sixto Louden Caceres
Sixto Louden Caceres
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sixto Louden Caceres
Sixto Louden Caceres
Producer

Lyrics

Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you feel me? Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you, can you feel me? I woke up with with anxiety I feel it in my feet They wanna kill me for my name But Ima lay this bitch to sleep Smoking, drinking, thinking that I'm bouta die within this week Cus now I'm up and I got Reverie and Louden on this beat This depression be kickin in But I found a way to cope I toke the green and write the bars Cuz if I don't I'd slit my throat Them bitches don't care what I'm going through They rather smoke some dope And if you feel what I been going through Then show up to my show Paranoia My homies say I'm trippen I don't got anxiety It's just sometimes emotions lie to me Inside of me Tries to be insane So I write it out and ride the beat Let it out Cus if I don't I might die in the streets Possibly Or probably Or maybe I could feel death posted at the corner Sip more henny We smoke marijuana Say I won't and I will Bitch, I'm gonna Rep for the big C.A California This for all my drug dealers This for all my hustlers Flipping them bricks and down to bust Big weight on scales Can't fuck with us Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you feel me? Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you, can you feel me? These salty haters wanna see me fall But Reverie ain't never trippen Catch me slippen I really wish a bitch would That's right Cus I handle business You flipping grams We flipping packs You pay ebt We blowing racks You local rap We on the map You spitting cap We fuck with facts Old bitches hating on us Ex bitches cry about us Reverie and Bella going live Sorry ass hoes gossip Stay telling lies about us Mafia No stopping us Thinking back When I used to ride the bus City of angels on angel dust If you ain't gang Then you can't hang with us They see me born for this And now they don't like me when I hold the clip And now they don't like me when I roll the spliff And now they don't like me when I own this shit I been going thru the most shit Lil rida with me bouta hold the clip And I don't need no love, gotta focus in All this money coming in, I'ma hold this bitch Middle fingers up I'ma roll this bitch Bella coming in Ima own this bitch Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you feel me? Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Drug Dealerz Can you, can you feel me?
Writer(s): Jordan Elizabeth Caceres, Sixto Louden Caceres, Rosabelle Anni Flores Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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