YRN - Sweet Dreams (feat. Eternal Dolor & Nysiah) Lyrics

Sweet dreams for you
Sweet dreams for you
Man, f*ck that job and f*ck them people too
Go ahead and throw that lob, I bet I see it through
They look at me in awe, they never seen the truth
I'm bound to put a little pain on the beat
I'm tired of hearing about the songs that you won't ever release
Off the top of my head, you ain't reachin' the peak
If you could see the other side, you'd know that life is a beach
It's just different when you comin' with me
In this instance, it was easy to see
I'm the all-time pressure holder
Your girl, I bet I know her, only from bendin' over
I put my blood, sweat, and tears, I'm a record donor
Just send the track to me, I bet that I'm gon' send it in seven minutes
No less or over
Go ahead and time me, I'm feelin' timeless
With this brand new timepiece, if we was Siamese
Go ahead, conjoin him at the hip, still couldn't find me
I plan on cuttin' off his head, upload to LiveLeak
Don't need no censorship, this flow is effortless
Can only hope I miss
When I look him in the eyes, get the fear of God
Only thing that they can say is that I beat the odds
The only thing I kept through life is my state of mind
I do this shit like every day, I gotta keep my grind
Goin, goin
Goin, goin
Go to work, just to come home and go to work
They see a smile on my face when they know it hurts
And I can't write all my wrongs, so I write a verse
And I'ma keep writin' songs till I'm in a hearse
And I'm gone die about my brothers, that won't ever change
I'm finna do it till the whole world know my name
And you ain't even use your blinker how you changing lanes
And I own up to my mistakes, but what the f*ck you claim
Sweet dreams for you
Sweet dreams for you
Where you're safe from harm
Yeah, yeah, f*ck that job, f*ck that shit
I've been workin' all night, I ain't goin' in
Rap about my life, then I go back and rap again
Nysaih, calling all the plays need a letterman
Rent-a-Center, Best Buy they knockin, I won't let em in
Know I'm startin' center, I'm the best guy, gon' hit again
Yeah, I'm gon' hit again, I'll hit him up, then someone dies
But when they lay me down to rest, I got them money eyes
Money on my mind, but when I talk, they think I'm funny huh
It ain't a joke, is it? I'm talkin' real business
If you wanna talk about that music, we can get to it
Okay, I guess I'll give the closing statement
F*ck your bitch, I'm not here for nothing
Only share the realest parts of all my conversations
I'm feelin' shameless, clockin' into another day shift
Got plenty patience, I've been payin' with penny payments
I just wish
Sweet dreams for you
I'm tired of payin' bills
Sweet dreams for you
I got some shit, I got some shit, I got some shit to feel
And I'm not close to that yet