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