Lavender Dreams Songtext
von Terrell Morris

Good evening ladies and gentlemen

Lavender dreams, throw caution to the wind
By any means, at any cost
I don′t care what it cost
I don't care who the boss is
Imagine the scene on the carpets
"Will I win?"
Who gives a fuck
Big scars on the truck
Clean drawers on my nuts


I done had love where there ain′t no trust
And months where there ain't no cuts
Fake niggas call me cuz, man they ain't blood
I even let ′em drink when thеre ain′t no cup
I passed it 'round
I ain′t one for stupid
Yеah you stupid think I'm stickin round
I got my lil crew and my lil crew got hold my mission down
We gon miss a few
But yo them few, just know I′ll see you round
Promise I'm gon always hold you down


Gotta go but I don′t wanna
(Watchin' my wrist)
Smoke is pourin' out the Honda
(Pourin′ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
Gotta go but I don′t wanna
(Watchin' my wrist)
Smoke is pourin′ out the Honda
(Pourin' out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
I started spelling Black wit a capital B
Realized my position as the captain of team
Had the sight to see these niggas just distractin a dream
Recognize what keep em drivin isn′t passion, its greed
That's why I′m findin my division from this ravenous breed
Of fuck niggas, fake women, yall ain't latchin to me
I'm too in tune to just be flat about it
Aye I′m sharp, what can I say
I ain′t too mad about it
When we last went separate ways
I wasn't too sad about it
Then I met this lil thing, she just too bad
I′m bout it
I got lil thing I got my mans
I'm outtie
I got lil change, I got my plan
Don′t shout it
I got lil range, go loud
I might go quiet
When I go quiet
Gotta go but I don't wanna
(Watchin′ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin' out the Honda
(Pourin' out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)
Gotta go but I don′t wanna
(Watchin′ my wrist)
Smoke is pourin' out the Honda
(Pourin′ out the whip)
I just wanna make some commas
(Cops at my six)
You just wanna make some drama
(Cops at my six)

Watchin' my wrist
Pourin′ out the whip
Cops at my six
Cops at my six