When I Blow

When I Blow -Sweet Da Kid

Written by ：Sweet Da Kid/Salaam Remi/Jose Kaleobeats Morales

Sweet dreams never usually happen some say

But I say f**k it get the pay before I end the same way

Before I live the same day drop the work the same lane

Pay your due and it's a b**ch but never seem to get game

Who the f**k you wanna blame waiting on sh*t else to change

I'm dreaming good but from the hood got street creed to maintain

But if I had the spare change I probably buy a couple things

I'd buy a chip to couple friends I'd blow a stack upon a plane

I'd buy a couple low low's to kill it and a beam

I'd buy a philly 76and I'd play for the team

And then I'd cruise down main with my g's on my lean

No more pops on the streets in this city that I claim

I'd never work another day put some makeup on my sleeves

I'd buy a genie plus a lamp and a couple other dreams

Don't wake me up I've had enough of this so called scene

And the strangest part about this is that I do this in my sleep

When I blow I want the rings to change into gold

The cars the jewels the money and hoes

A 64with the butterfly doors

And smoke the last blue heaten need to buy me some more

When I blow I want the rings to change into gold

The cars the jewels the money and hoes

A 64with the butterfly doors

And smoke the last blue heaten need to buy me some more

When I blow when I blow

When I blow when I blow

Sweet dreams never usually happen some say

But coming again thinking again

We wouldn't think the same way

We wouldn't have the same fate

We wouldn't have the same taste

The rent and attract mains

It's frankly a damn shame

My teachers taught me I was nothing but stuffed skin

So I was aim to call them up and tell them my sign then

Still selling in the hood and dodging this fame chase

Flipping fingers at the phoneys and b**ches they still hate

Never f**ked with any college went straight like lebronn james

On the streets that call me bo for running them both games

Living like ricky williams I'm playing but still blazed

Ain't immune to the cedar but I'm certainly not fate

Tell me something I don't know a rapper the wrong shade

You outta your league you outta your mind

You tryina achieve the wrong thang

You must have picked the wrong team

You must have flipped the wrong scene

I'm living my life but I'm not sure

If I know what living it all means

When I blow I want the rings to change into gold

The cars the jewels the money and hoes

A 64with the butterfly doors

And smoke the last blue heaten need to buy me some more

When I blow I want the rings to change into gold

The cars the jewels the money and hoes

A 64with the butterfly doors

And smoke the last blue heaten need to buy me some more

When I blow when I blow

When I blow when I blow

When I blow when I blow

When I blow when I blow

When I blow