therichmusic - DOUBTS Lyrics

Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sunshine
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sun

Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sunshine
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sun

(Uh)
(Yeah)

Throw you back old school, Biggie and 2P
Bitch there ain't no such thing as the big three
Y'all be sayin"Where your friends at?" I don't need none
There only one person who matters to myself, and that's me
I pray that you bitches don't doubt me cause you ain't read my about me
Just a 15 year-old with a motha f*ckin' dream
But that don't mean I touch kids
F*ck you if that what you believe
I ain't into them, I earn to achieve my goals
Not to get stopped by tolls, f*ck votin' for elections they just rigged polls
Pencil gettin' tired from writing, it's gettin' f*ckin' dull
(Oh, snap)
Bring you back from Boom Bap
No such thing as true rap no more
Cause you too young to afford. f*ck you I'm dropping to four

F*ck sunshine and rainbows
Like how you gonna f*ck a crow?
Damn, new low
F*ck you, you f*ckin' hoe

Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sunshine
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sun

Take my sweet dreams and crush 'em cause I ain't give a f*ck
My life already feel incomplete, all you gonna do is make me succeed
Got my life set in concrete, no need to be obsolete
Turn this shit into a cake, and let the fat kid eat
(Uh, yeah)
Take my sweet dreams and crush 'em cause I ain't give a f*ck
My life already feel incomplete, all you gonna do is make me succeed
Got my life set in concrete, no need to be obsolete
Turn this shit into a cake, and let the fat kid eat

No need for some scummy melody's or rock-a-by lullaby's
F*ck singin' this shit gonna make you go to sleep
Cause it ain't mumblin' around a bunch of words to make you feel like you high as birds and turn to a bunch of pieces of turd
(You okay?)
No, I really ain't
I think personally I need to stay away, but really
O.G's know we don't do that, get me a pack of the herb's
Get me a new bag full of the verb's and the fern's
Get me a new flow that ain't sound like it mumblin' because my stomach 'bouta start rumblin
This shit so borin' that it's gettin' me tired just from listenin' to the bullshit you call rap
I ain't no hater of trap, that most of my production
But this volcano 'bouta have an eruption

Take my sweet dreams and crush 'em cause I ain't give a f*ck
My life already feel incomplete, all you gonna do is make me succeed
Got my life set in concrete, no need to be obsolete
Turn this shit into a cake, and let the fat kid eat

Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sunshine
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sun
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sunshine
Sweet dreams, always on my mind
We met under the sun