Sweet Dreams

[Hook]

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

[Verse 1]

B king says it's time to go collect dough

Ching ching baby you know how the rest go

Hideaway

Scratch your ears ringing like you on the front row, where the preview step show

I only want the word after Creflo

New rappers gettin dough, I ain't stress though

They always make room on the show

But the people always pay a lot more for a retro

The retro King OG

I'm not really the type that might sweat you (nah)

The money will always be near

The dough was my girl

And I'm like Kefno

I'm riding Jen and paul wall and riding white walls

And we driving white tesla

I came to dream, with that cream but gliding on rims

I climb, I Clyde Drexler

Legendary in the “H” get your stats up

Money longer than a new Amadalac truck

I don’t really see them out the city that much

But see them tweeting like they tryna get they hats up (what)

Got pledge for my sketching when it’s backed up

But first of all you better go and get your plaques up

The funny thing about all that

Ws when you do get it done they gonna try to tell you that’s luck

[Hook]

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

[Verse 2]

Yow, yow, hold up

I be doing shows every week in the last five years

I don’t buy cars and I don’t trip

Deposits on deposits dollar dollar bills

Next year i’ll be sitting on a mil,no bullshit

It’s like you still getting it correct like it’s “02”

Still running this club, shit them hoes told you

Niggas talking down

But they ditch up behind

Say she got my dick poking like a pair of 84 too

I was talking to what’s in the Dallas

He told me club guard you ain’t got no challenge

Nigga you got all the hits

Powers told me nigga never sell my publishings it will make me rich

I'm a underground king like I'm born

Underground king like a pimp

Mixtape my style like I'm Cam

Club godzilla, chinese people screaming god damn

I told these niggas I ain't going nowhere like herpes

Get money till they hearse me

When i was 16 the MPC curse me

Beast hit your ass hard in the head like church sleep

I got legends calling me a legend

But I can't repeat it cause niggas will say I'm cocky

Am in a slam jam in off side eleven

B king caller house studio we behind

Hold up

[Hook]

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams

Close your eyes I want you ride the skies in my sweet dreams