make everything our dream (prod. Flexus) by SELFMXDEBLESS published on 2023-04-22T21:23:37Z Lyrics: Bricked up like a boner on your pants. I be locking in my safe, be creating my plans. Slide to the left like a door from a van. I be stupid in my tracks, should I get to school again? I'm the man. Turn it to glass like some blocks of sand. Look good in anything, give me the brand. While they cold, I'm friending everyone on this land. Can try to fight me, can't pass no hands. I be spreading words out from the master, I'm an evangelist. They can talk their talk with their lips while Self is jamming it. You banning it, I'm cannon with the products on a meal. Are you for real? If I have it, then I don't have time to kill. No man can take from me, I still be laying down on layers. Take and eat the seeds, I be going wilder on lasers. Chat with the air that I need, you think that I'm crazy. But if I take a knee, all my bones cannot be lazy. Whoa, what you know? This is jus my own damn show. I be cleaning my heart of stone, too fragile, can't break so slow. And whoa, I don't even know how to deal with my tones. I'm busting quicker like it's semen on the floor. I be vibing in the cut while my screams right in her moans. I don’t care about that mad shit, anything can make me go. Yes, can't keep up with Bless, nope. Say it with your chest, ho. Living like the 90s Bumping MJ with the high quotes. No, don't go, bro. I would just be slow-slow. Have my heart with smoke-smoke. Drinking on my own, bro. Oooh, hello! I'm a skull with the vibes. I have a purpose in my life and I will do it, do or die. None of them can out-word me or out-work me. Kick it like I'm Charlie Murphy. Bubbles fizzing up, got burpees. I be working on my birth-y. I be flyer than a birdy. I be grumpy like I'm Berty. Sun be yellow like it's Berty. I be yorking with my sturdy. I be storming in the night. With the Lord in, got the lights. I'm not burning like disease. Have your ears be so deceased.