Rich Dreams

“Rich Dreams” by Cheston featuring Debo (Official Audio) “Rockstar Fever” by Cheston. Available Now: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/cheston/rockstar-fever-2 SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-979075271/sets/rockstar-fever Lyrics: (Alright) This ain’t no champagne, this s**t Milagro This that pure codeine, when I pour up they follow I got rich ni**a dreams we all we got the motto I need Rickies on my jeans For all the times that I was broke Spray some s**t, my blicky oil sheen We gone get em gone Don’t got to head tap them on my own Because I got killers at my door I got this cape on for my fam B**ch I ain’t no captain save a h*e I hate screaming free my twin But i’ma scream it til she home And I’m screaming free my mans ARP up in my pants Aim it at yo feet and I’ll make a b**ch ni**a dance Make a ni**a dance, make a ni**a break it down too I’m a type of ni**a to aim And shoot and buck at two of you Ni**a say he having motion, ni**a who the f**k is you I’m the one that caught a play And have them dumping at yo roof Ni**a say he bout that action In the house he really spooked Knocked it out the park I’m feeling like that ni**a Babe Ruth These ni**as f**king IQ so f**king low These ni**as stoop I just popped out the cut, feeling like the stooge Ni**as talking all that s**t, b**ch who are you Popping out the f**king cut b**ch, blues clues Ni**as always talking s**t until I up that mouse ka tool I gotta big a** f**king gun, It’ll shoot, It go bang And you know we from the slums So you know we need yo chain F**k that b**ch put her in the air, I make her say dang Mix the wocky with the perky then I’ma do my thang I’ll be back in a hour thirty, I been sipping too much drank I been sipping purple rain, this s**t look like purple paint I like driving and drifting hot cars Yeah I told you my life dangerous Turn it up like super saiyan’s If you owe me where my change Got a fully loaded choppa I’ll aim it at yo brain Stomp a ni**a like I’m cane F**k yo b**ch she scream my name Brock lesnar smack down b**ch I’m bringing all the pain Play foul and I’ll up a tech, ain’t no reason for a vest And we aiming at yo neck, my ni**a loco BMF It’s DOA, we left him stretched Send my dogs and they gone fetch Only sent a lil text and f**ked this b**ch and we just met I’m on FanDuel placing bets, thirty on me kriss vec From the three like I’m Steph Got the drop she give me neck We dumping clips you know what’s next She want hibachi, I’m the chef Engine roaring like a jet, they solute me I’m a vet Off the top, lets start it off, we kicking s**t like we a band You know I’m a rockstar yeah I keep it in my pants And these ni**as broke as hell, y’all don’t get no bands I’ma take my b**ch to France You showing her pictures of France ARP’s and they come fully You get boxed for playing bully Lame b**ches tried to fool em Ugio, I’m tryna duel em He think he hot but i’ma cool em Up this b**ch I bet it move em Blend a ni**a like a smoothie B**ch you know I keep a toolie