Sleep

Chorus
Knowing that you’re loved more than you thought
Sleep loved, sleep loved

Verse One
I used to dream about her, more than a brief encounter
I used to watch from a distance while older men surround her
In expensive whips, more than likely flippin' bricks
Knowing in my mind I couldn't give her shit
And knowing I was never on her level, I'm hardly very successful
I'm hardly anything special and she was never plain jane-ing
I guess she'd know my name if I was big in entertainment
I'd bring her to my show to watch me on the microphone
Pacing up and down the stage and got the flyest Nike's on
Take her to my crib and spoon her
And switch the music up to something smoother
She precious I could be her jeweler
Much later than sooner we had to part ways
But kissed me on the lips around the 21st day of November
I still remember, I always gave would never lend her for agenda
She couldn't say I was the last of the big spenders
September to December, that was the trimester
A super-fly sister, meet her for lunch when she free, City of Westminster
I should have made her my wife
But now I'm sitting here like Michael Jackson singing that she out of my life, sleep

Chorus
Knowing that you’re loved more than you thought
(check it, ch-ch-check it)
Sleep loved, (check it, ch-ch-check it)
Sleep loved

Verse Two
She used to call me late night and talk dirty til’ the early hours
She compliment my hair was curly, she was curvy
Flowers was the aroma of her jersey
As she leaned in to kiss me
Told me about this dude she was seeing who acting shifty
He pissed her off like a kidney
Now she chilling in my room while I trim my Pops hair
He told me “you can get any girl in the world but be clear
You only got one shot, don’t fuck it up, cos from there your chance is over
You gonna see as you get older”
So I console her when she’s crying on my shoulder
Over and over, I told her beauty’s in the eye of the beholder
She told me hold her, had the body of a Coca-Cola bottle
But emotionally it’s like she on a roller-coaster
She couldn’t see what was wrong, I had to diagnose her
She’s so attracted to dudes who like to fuck her over
Something bout’ the drama, the rah-rah, the marijuana
Something bout’ them dudes she investigating like Panorama
And now her heart is open sesame like Ali Baba
She look into my eyes and told me they mysterious
And wanna know the future, but today it’s just precarious… sleep

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