Sweet Dreams

First I wake up, wake up, thinking of a plan to get my cake up, cake up

Cause I can't pay the rent with school papers

I need two acres and more

I know how it feel walking out the door pockets out of dough

Out it doe, be on the flow

We smoking endo, but we out doe, adios

My audio getting me that Audi or the range rov

Mahogany colored clothing, my hog in the road

Drive slow, cruising down memory lane before I hit the streets

Have my melody playing, creators just lie with my [?]

Had her between guys, I think I'm married to Jane

I remember the days when I'd forever complain

That's way before they started paying, I was in pain

Sick in the brain like I never met a physicist yet

Only lyricist on my metaphysics intellect

Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s

90s babies it's a matter of time

Sweet dreams my nigga, I wish you sweet dreams my nigga

Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s

90s babies it's a matter of time

And time's not rewinding, yeah

Been on my grind, I keep it 50-50

That's 100 on the real, no balance scales, still trippy

Where I live it's either you know talents well and sell records

Or know talent, well we still sell for the record

Somehow the rap game reminds me of the trap game

In fact is the exact same, and these tracks is my crack caine

And if you listening then you a fan

Our music is the kill like some vaccines

I'm exotic to the core so stop asking

Got the blueprints to the game, but I read it as king

There's 47 ways to get this green

One is being an enslaved being, the other dreams

Red pill or blue bean, I can't sit still I'm too lean, nigga

Brush my bill on [?]

Niggas on my tail now that I blew green

Track 6 on Sum