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