Desert Dreams (Freestyle) Lyrics

When the going gets tough, Imma go and get tough

If my life were a trial I'd fuck up the judge

I respect the fight instead of fold

If I had a couple dollars in my pocket it was gold

If I had a lord at a young age

I might've never done drugs and fucked up the whole game

But this is Zav J, I will never ever let the mag spray

My own conscious too great to spend my life in the hole babe

I'm getting this dough ay

Listen to this flow J

Keep the ebbs and the flows

Lose touch no way, grind time for days

My touch gold baby, just like foreplay

Dream of riding benzos, like this is oh-eight

More time for my shine, like my name is Wale

Pen got swag, bitch you know I'm talking blasé

This shit genetic with my pen I thank Madre

One time for my name

Last place, you came

Jump on my train, Bolt up like Usain

Throwback to Tuesday got Cobras on pavement

Sip that bitch slow cause you working on yo payments

One day you'll be great, mama would say this

She used to trust me before my own brain did

I can never pray to the lord

Because I know the lords' people and they preying on me

I used to say that weak ties were the basic connection

But another said close circles keep you protected

This my old head side, better put me to bed

Get a couple bowls in me, now the stoner is dead

Daydreaming, still got past fears roll up instead

Gotta keep watch I would never roll w the feds

Watch me getting cold with this bread

I could shut the world off, no receipt read

Aim my dots at the game baby we see red

Imma come for top shotta cause I need the respect

For the goats they inspired me in chasing my check

If I get one shot, Imma make that shit wet

I had two shots at life, I could never forget

But if the law told me one thing, I would neglect