Send It In A Dream – Ant Beale & Miles Chancellor

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Ayy, ayy, ayy

You sent it in a dream, I (You sent it, oh)
Oh, that’s how it dawned on me, how it dawned on me (That’s how it dawned on me)
If I can’t fall asleep (Yeah, yeah)
How it dawned on me, how it dawned on me (Yeah)

You don’t get it (No, no, no), no, ‘fore I did it, I was actin’ like I muhfuckin’ did it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, wake up light trees, like every day is Christmas (Yeah, everyday)
And the hoes from my past so pissed that they missed it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, ayy, still ridin’ with the same day ones (Same day ones)
Still (Still), ridin’ with the niggas that was there when I ain’t really have no funds
Still (Still), doing everything I said I would do, I been gettin’ shit done (Still)
Still (Still), still flip a middle finger to the 12 if they come
Yeah, yeah, when they come we gon’ run, we gon’ run, run, run
Yeah, I did it, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy talk a lot of work, but I be looking like, who is it? (I be looking)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, and no new opps, I ain’t fuckin’ with them niggas (Fuck them niggas, nah, nah)
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I ain’t tryin’ to get you high, I’m tryin’ to take your ass fishin’ (Yeah, true facts)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now these hoes with the [?], they be asking for the digits in the DM
While I’m ridin’ with my BM, in a muhfuckin’ BM
The shit was two-tone, and the roof gone (Roof)
Tell me, what the fuck are you on?
I been on some new shit (I been on some new)
And you been with my old bitch (New whippin’)
I was with a new bitch (Yeah)
I was with a new hoe (Yeah, yeah)
You was tryna move on (Yeah)
And while we fuckin’ on your futon…

You sent it in a dream, I (You sent it, oh)
Oh, that’s how it dawned on me, how it dawned on me (That’s how it dawned on me)
If I can’t fall asleep (Yeah, yeah)
How it dawned on me, how it dawned on me (Yeah)

Told my woman, “Take the streets” (Boot, boot)
I ain’t fuckin’ with the highway (Boot, boot, highway, yuh)
That’s how many times I’m just down for the ride on the [?]
I’ma do it my way (Ooh)
You know it’s real, and y’all [?], it’s a cliche (Boot, boot)
You can’t tell the weekends from the weekday (Boot, boot)
Players hate, but I can’t say the same for the game, ohh
They just freed the real (Whoa, whoa, whoa), my brother Than home on the road
Bill got a Grammy-nom’, you could flip the Stilo for a lique, got damn
My niggas got the cold, ooh
Alright, now, I need to sort through my probs and figure shit out
I been rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ til’ I could no more
This the time that [?]
Roll the shit a lil’ more, I see low, low, lows’
When I’m building, all at the Home Depot (Oh, I)

You sent it in a dream, I (You sent it, oh)
Oh, that’s how it dawned on me (That’s how), how it dawned on me (That’s how it dawned on me)
If I can’t fall asleep (Yeah, yeah)
How it dawned on me, how it dawned on me? (Yeah, that’s how, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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