Sweet Dreams

Yo know a lot of niggas dream about a lot of shit Know what I'm sayin Most of dat shit be out of reach Like niggas be dreamin about bitches and having wet dreams an shit Nigga I be hearing money machines in my dreams nigga I dream about millions kno what im talkin bout I dream about freedom(Yo gizzle) I used to have nighmares Wakin up in the kitchen shakin up Baking soda over my hands Could you imagine Pitch black dark room Cold hearted full goon Down on his knees just prayin And shit I was a teenage No mutant no ninjin turtle 400 yd dash Bitch im jumpin hurdles Call me mister 800 That's a O of the purple I'm just tryin to get money break bread wit my circle I sleep wit my eyes open(so high) But I ain't smoking See errythang (but I ain't locin) I'm focused like a small car foreign Niggas think that i'm noid I got a chance and I'd be damn if I blow it(yeah) See a old head told me back in 89 A sleeper gets nothin but a dream But den came a wise man told me in 1997 You only gone be good as ya team Number one rule everybody must have loyalty Team need a team shit to strive of royalties