"Sweet Dreams (Sky Like Dreams)" lyrics

(Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter
Fame)

What a fuckin' blast to the past
I'm back with the pizzazz
I'm tappin' that ass (yeah)
Jump, and I'ma step on the gas
L-E-F-T back on the track (yeah)
So sick, take it back to the lap
Tell the label, "Put another hundred grand in the bag"
Every girl want a man like that
See your boy doing numbers on the 'Gram
Yeah, oh, this shit mad
Bring it back, take another crack at the line
Hope I'ma get it right this time
Do a little dance, we can romance
Baby girl, you look so fine
Oh, yeah

I'm faded
Daddy, I think I've made it
Fuck being underrated
I wanna have everything they did

Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter
Fame
Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter
Fame

What'cha lookin' at, baby
Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making
For the rest of your life, I'll be there
I'll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair
I'm the...

They know I'm the one
She wanna get down like ra-pum-pa-pum-pum
Indo in my lungs, back from LA with the young guns
Too fast, too furious, lifestyle so luxurious
Pull up in the new Range
And they like, "Yo, who's this?" That's Ferdinand
Bring it back, take another crack at the line
Hope I'ma get it right this time
Do a little dance, we can romance
Baby girl, you look so fine, oh, yeah

Ah, I'm faded
Daddy, I think I've made it
Fuck being underrated
I wanna have everything they did

Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter
Fame
Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter
Fame

What'cha lookin' at, baby
Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making
For the rest of your life, I'll be there
I'll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair