SWEET DREAMS, STREET DREAMS Lyrics

Reaper kissed my head and said, goodnight, You gon' have sweet dreams

Brand new rollie brand new Glock, we call Them street dreams

We just out here, dolo on the block, we doin' Street tingz

Street, sweet, feds come, you gotta be free

I'm so cool, that's why I riding with my heat Though

I'm so cold ain't gotta say it they like we know

Yeah, they want ya soul you bet not park you Gon' get repo

We come and snatch you off your chains like I'm Debo

Rockstar, finally made it, now I'm celebrated

Love my family ass to death, but lately we Been segregated

Used to send tracks to the DJs, had my songs But never played it

And now I'm back to back with DJs playin' Songs, these niggas faking

You don't see me in the pictures with them Niggas cause they faded

I was trappin' with my Glicky gave em weezy i Got my Drac

You won't whack me, I'm like Sleazy wassanam Got, I can't say it

All I know is that he died quick, must've Thought them boys was playing

Got two liters in the backseat of the Maybach Watching movies

I can hook my game up to the backseat, I don't Wanna do it

Pull a gun out all on me, I just know that you Better shoot it

I'm going stupid, I've been acting bad like I'm Playing in tubi

Life a movie, like a horror film, there's silence In the lamb

Nah for real, we ridin' with no aux there's Silence in the lamb (truck)

And I'm so cold, they bout to call me drippa Freeze

I'm so icy, long sleeve with the shiesty can do This shit with ease

Hey, Reaper kissed my head and said, Goodnight, you gon' have sweet dreams

Brand new Rollie, brand new Glock, we call Them street dreams

We out here dolo on the block, we doin' street Tingz

Street Sweep Feds come, you gotta be free

Street Sweep Feds come, you gotta be free

Street Sweep you gotta be free

Brand new Rollie, brand new Glock, we call Them street dreams

Let's go

Reaper kissed my head and said, goodnight, You gon' have sweet dreams