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letra de drug dealerz - reverie

[chorus:]
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?
[verse 1: bella and reverie]
[bella:]
i woke up with with anxiety
i feel it in my feet
they wanna k!ll me for my name
but ima lay this b-tch to sleep
smoking, drinking, thinking that i’m bouta die within this week
cuz now i’m up and i got reverie and louden in this beat
this depression been 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 b-tches don’t care what i’m going through
they rathеr smoke some dope
and if you feel what i been going through
thеn show up to my show

[reverie:]
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
b-tch, 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 f-ck with us
[chorus:]
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?

[verse 1: reverie and bella]
[reverie:]
these salty haters wanna see me fall
but reverie ain’t never trippen
catch me slippen
i really wish a b-tch 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 f-ck with facts
old b-tches hating on us
ex b-tches 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
[bella:]
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 sh-t
i been going thru the most sh-t
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 b-tch
middle fingers up
i’ma roll this b-tch
bella coming in
ima own this b-tch

[chorus:]
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?

- reverie

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