Bridget Kelly - Street Dreamin (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

BK
K dot
Gangster
Just watch

Aha, take a trip with the narcoleptic
Suffered insomnia, but this time it was only seconds
I see thermometers boil as you lay in the desert
Of eternal fire, hate ya denied yourself of a blessin'
Meanwhile I'm on a new cloud chunking the deuce, uh
Renewed vows with sinners, homies, enemies too, uh
Gold towel under my feet, clicking the fluke
With a thousand troops, Crip and Piru, whoop, whoop uh

Love I depend on, white doves I depend on
They flying through this endzone that meant known to vent on
So listen, homie, you miss me with that bullshit
I keep my distance, homie, I am on a higher pulpit
You cannot visit, homie
I mean the beauty of heaven is far for me not to exit
It's like an anti-depressant, you see the vision, homie?
I mean this godly advice, fuck it right



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