Aced K - Packs & Dreams (feat. Santiago) Lyrics

You were selling packs and
We were selling dreams
Seen the people closest to me turning into fiends
I was tryna help but its been turning to routine
I was tryna help but they won't change my any means yea
They were wearing Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean
Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean
Yea
I've had friends with situations
Over people with temptions
That was testing all my patience
Would've went round there with guys but he won't give me locations
What he did alone was too much information
Now I'm feeling sick inside
Never seen this persons face but I saw visions of them die
If I catch him eye to eye
I bet he lies about the time
By the time I'm done with him he won't have any tears to cry
Just a puddle by his side
Can't be whipping up that cake when I keep whipping up that fragrance
I've seen bruddas fight for pride
But then they still up on the pavement
Dishin up that weight N'
Gonna change location
I been tryna stop myself from catching any cases yea
Bought her Louis now she want the Prada
Cause me stresses yea she love the drama
Me my niggas sip on that colada
Yea she a cute one but she hittin harder
I had chances opportunity
She bussin down on my jewellery
I'm being who I'm due to be
Yea
You ain't trappin your a wannabe
Nigga I been drippin I been stepping in my truey jeans
Lately I've been watching all the realist turn to whipping cream
Nigga I been reppin I been watching all the f*ckeries
You were selling packs and
We were selling dreams
Seen the people closest to me turning into fiends
I was tryna help but its been turning to routine
I was tryna help but they won't change my any means yea
They were wearing Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean
Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean
You ain't
Spent a day in my shoes
She got the prada with the Loubs
I'm on a move
I been bussin all your goons
I been bussin I'm bussin I'm bussin
Bitches wan come and I cuff em
Know that I come up from nothing
No no
Yea f*ck all the functions
Baby we can go and ride out to lunch quick
Armani be dropping I got the sauce nigga
In a couple years I'll make sure I'm at 6 figures
While you man still chilling with the same niggas
Back on that road with ur address
All of your bitches be a mess
Yea I gave her a spliff cause she was stressed
Now she belling my line thinking we're bless
Now I'm running I'm running
I'm running
You were selling packs and
We were selling dreams
Seen the people closest to me turning into fiends
I was tryna help but its been turning to routine
I was tryna help but they won't change my any means yea
They were wearing Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean
Balmain to the Loubs yea
Canada with Goose yea
Even with these garms I wouldn't call these bruddas clean