Lil Yankee - Sweet Dreams

I looked my brother in his eyes he told me get going
And he be ballin jus like Penny just trying to get coins
But he’ll never learn them streets they got him on the floor
Remember 12 looking for bro they was right at my door
Gotta keep the 9 on me just to go to the corner store
State turn to federal it’s war when they right at your throat
Speak to the streets I know they hear me
Luv scars, rips on my heart, and my amiris
Foriegn Cars and I be speeding got these little boys hurt
Press one button, he on the floor, now he dialing life alert
Got my uzi, it shoot fast, get to jumpin no lil vert
And my shooter just like Gildan he’ll put a face on a shirt
Got it out the mud so i had to lace up my cleats
Weapons full of case leads
Sprinter filled with worthless needs
Feds parked around the corner
Had to get across the the border
My shooter doesn’t play but he’ll still hit you just like Michael Porter
(Yea) diamonds yea they shining
Baby why you whining got a urus to ride in
Watch so bright now i got my jewelry fighting
I can take you home got the nav its perfect timing
Back of the uber black they tryna mess up my mood
I dropped my chain he ain’t take it now to my neck it’s glued
She say you lie but on these records is when you talk the truth
It’s 5am i’m still locked in, recording in the booth
Foriegn Cars and I be speeding got these little boys hurt
Press one button, he on the floor, now he dialing life alert
Got my uzi, it shoot fast, get to jumpin no lil vert
And my shooter just like Gildan he’ll put a face on a shirt
Got it out the mud so i had to lace up my cleats
Weapons full of case leads
Sprinter filled with worthless needs
Feds parked around the corner
Had to get across the the border
My shooter doesn’t play but he’ll still hit you just like Michael Porter

Written by:
Micah Jackson

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