Sweet Dreams

R.I.P to my past
Shit I had a blast
R.I.P to the last
Bitch we movin' fast
Fast lane, no remorse, bitch there's no remain
Fast lane, no remorse, bitch there's no remain

R.I.P to my past
Shit I had a blast
R.I.P to the last
Bitch we movin' fast
Fast lane, no remorse, bitch there's no remain
Fast lane, no remorse, bitch there's no remain

Fucked up with a bad bitch on my line
Your lucks up, i'ma catch you by surprise
Your wrist is light, why you talk about all the ice?
Your wrist is light, I can't fuck with you, just like a dyke
Steady riding on my dick just like a carousel
Steady chuggin' all the drink, only Hennessy
You're fucking blind, dot dot dot, open up your eyes
There it is, I just wrote it down in Braille, right?
No excuses, shut the fuck up, take a breath, exhale
Write your note, sorry momma, time to say goodbye
Now there's no time, tie the noose and say your sorry prayers
Where's your 'God'? Waste of breath, religious sacrifice
Wipe your tears, chug your drink and now prepare yourself
One last breath, close your eyes and fade in the night
One last breath, close your eyes and fade in the night
One last breath, close your eyes and fade in the night



Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Taylor
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