Is it a dream by Mikey Flows Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, told the mother fuckers lay back, like LT I'm a legend so I came back
To the city San Diego all the bitches pretty, take that we can't stop I swear I wanna be like Diddy
Walked in the hotel right this way put your bags down, and Duke Flows went from whippen Hondas to a Jag now
And Now I got fans like Elmo, love dope as fuck all because my lyrics sell snow
I can't believe all these people wanna know my name, and when it comes to swishers call me Kobe with my goldie aim
Me Duke & Cozmo always smokin mary jane, the neighbor couldn't hang so the mother fuckin police came
Still the same young man in those one vans, all black everything like a dungeon
And the only dragons in that mother fucker is us, smoke so much weed I bet all your lungs suck
What the fuck is flying bro when its all paid for, not enough fans so I told the haters hate more
Wake up (Go) to the mirror guess what I see? same ol' me but the other side is icey
"Hey Mikey, you should get like me, trade it all for riches" Now my boys clean no white-tee
Shook the mans hand and thats where the clock stops, diamonds poppin in my mouth I call them shits pop rocks
Hahaha, FLOW GANG. You Feel me? All I do, is ball
[Verse 2]
Cameras flashing say cheese like chucky, a fake ass friend thats that shit that disgusts me
Don't say much to me bro if you got nothing for me, forever loving life so I said it in a story
Me & my brows smokin everytime we hit the scenic route, so much blunts got us lookin like the Cleveland Browns
Pulling out in a thing that I call crystal clean, Mikey Flows over here tryna make history
Rollin in a van like Scooby no mystery, but the team clean like Listerine, so tell me mother fucker is this just a dream?
[Outro] Is it just a dream or is it my reality? [x3]
Uh, told the mother fuckers lay back, like LT I'm a legend so I came back
To the city San Diego all the bitches pretty, take that we can't stop I swear I wanna be like Diddy
Walked in the hotel right this way put your bags down, and Duke Flows went from whippen Hondas to a Jag now
And Now I got fans like Elmo, love dope as fuck all because my lyrics sell snow
I can't believe all these people wanna know my name, and when it comes to swishers call me Kobe with my goldie aim
Me Duke & Cozmo always smokin mary jane, the neighbor couldn't hang so the mother fuckin police came
Still the same young man in those one vans, all black everything like a dungeon
And the only dragons in that mother fucker is us, smoke so much weed I bet all your lungs suck
What the fuck is flying bro when its all paid for, not enough fans so I told the haters hate more
Wake up (Go) to the mirror guess what I see? same ol' me but the other side is icey
"Hey Mikey, you should get like me, trade it all for riches" Now my boys clean no white-tee
Shook the mans hand and thats where the clock stops, diamonds poppin in my mouth I call them shits pop rocks
Hahaha, FLOW GANG. You Feel me? All I do, is ball
[Verse 2]
Cameras flashing say cheese like chucky, a fake ass friend thats that shit that disgusts me
Don't say much to me bro if you got nothing for me, forever loving life so I said it in a story
Me & my brows smokin everytime we hit the scenic route, so much blunts got us lookin like the Cleveland Browns
Pulling out in a thing that I call crystal clean, Mikey Flows over here tryna make history
Rollin in a van like Scooby no mystery, but the team clean like Listerine, so tell me mother fucker is this just a dream?
[Outro] Is it just a dream or is it my reality? [x3]