Sweet Dreams

[Hook]
I'm blankin', fuck I'm thinking?
Life in my head is dangerous
I'm blankin', fuck I'm thinking?
Life in my head is dangerous

[Verse 1: Lil Infamous]
Highly insane was my main diagnosis
Rage in my brain and I cannot control it
Put down ya arms and go ring the alarm
I'm a tickin' time bomb and I'm highly explosive
Haven't you noticed aye
I just might detonate
And if I go to Hell it's for Heaven's sake
Smokin' green got me sunk in a better place
He want smoke I send him to a better place
That boy better meditate
Before he be needin' some medic aid
We catch a body thеn we celebratе
Lodi Dodi bitch we like to party at yo fuckin' wake
Better get it straight right now
Big beam on a nigga like a lighthouse
Fuck wipin' his nose get 'em wiped out
When I pull the pipe up better pipe down
Draw down on ya block with the Smith and Wessen
Stick the drum in ya mouth it ain't lemon peppered
Nigga keep thowin' shots 'til we intercept it
And you niggas gon' catch it no disinfectant
Even my demons are seekin' a exit
From inside my head bitch
I'm so on the edge I should pray for my exorcist
Maybe I'm Devil sent
Smell burnin' bodies it my be the Devil's scent

[Chorus]
Sweet dreams
When you see that red beam
Murder Everything
M-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
M-m-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
Sweet dreams
When you see that red beam
Murder Everything
M-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
M-m-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything

[Hook]
I'm blankin', fuck I'm thinking?
Life in my head is dangerous

[Verse 2: Locodunit]
Let's go choppa' shoppin'
Carbons pocket rockets red sockets
Boiling in these Prada Optics
And deez niggas crossin' crossin'
But we look at crosses though like we Ozzy
And I'm out my body whether you
Whether you like it or not
And it's partly cloudy
Took the TV's down and got the choppa's mounted
Drowning in a private island full of timeless
I might go make me a Tik Tok
Nigga fuck a app get a bigger unit
Shot at you so long I had to interlude it
Shot at you so long starting to sound acoustic
Slice your neck
Like a stick on a string of a violin
And I'ma fuckin' que it
Niggas so blind to the fact
If the fact was a wall niggas would run into it
Cap that's a negative
Most of my blunts are consecutive
Weed got me floating like some messages
In a bottle
But don't shoot the messenger
Bullshit don't register
Nothing but cash registers
If I get low, open the cash registers
Not in our section
You not on our sectional
I go and rob the reverend for the revenue

[Chorus]
Sweet dreams
When you see that red beam
Murder Everything
M-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
M-m-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
Sweet dreams
When you see that red beam
Murder Everything
M-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything
M-m-murder every-
Murder every-
Murder everything