Sleeptime

Aye
My pay turned into fake face
Blood stained they carpets, sweep under then hide the whole fuckin' case
The worlds a better place without'cha name
I ain't been the first to think of blowin' out my fuckin' brains
You ain't special to me, I keep it that way
You gonna pop six Bs? Bitch better stay awake
Head bangin', the chain lockin' my bare face
To keep space from yo' hoe headass pace
Fam always got somethin' to say
If better or worse, bitch I got plenty on the way
If they want the cash then just say
And I'll spit it right back into their fuckin' face

Mans gon' drop that
[?]
I never gon' call that
Mans try to be me, too bad
Mans gon' drop that
[?]
I never gon' call that
Mans try to be me, too bad

Tryna be sad for [?] twenties and face pass
Mom and pops been havin' screamin' match
Till the emotions compact
The whole world collapse [Mans tryna be me]
Now you spendin' six more years just tryna make it back
Skip to the shit bitch, I know you finna flip
Skip to the shit bitch, I know you finna flip
Skip to the shit bitch, I know you finna flip
Skip to the shit, yuh
How she run it back, cause me heart attack
Only dose I have, darling have me crash
I'm not havin' that, life got back to back
Life go back to fast, life go back to fast
Actin' like I'm free, motherfucker who you speakin' on?
I should know to speak, yeah, [?] single fucker tell me, yuh
Actin' like I'm free, motherfucker who you speakin' on?
I should know to speak, yeah, [?] single fucker tell me, yuh

Same shit, same shit, yuh
No post might fit yuh
No ice, no clip, yuh
Know where I sit, yuh
Hate me, then pick, yuh
Hate where I pick up
Just like you said, huh?
Just like you, yuh, yuh
They gonna act so oblivious
I think shits ridiculous, everyone is wanna be villainous
I don't believe your experience, I think this shit is hilarious
'Til these fuckers act mysterious
I know they don't take me serious
Bitch want smoke but ain't clearin' it
(I know they don't, I know they don't)
Bitch want smoke but ain't clearin' it
My blood been on my hands but I ain't speakin' on that, period
Thanks for the drive by
High life look nice 'til yo' idles hangin' from the lime light
Your mental fucked tryna pass time
Tryna, tryna paint a night life
I don't think you ever wanna feel right

Mans gon' drop that
[?]
I never gon' call that
Mans try to be me, too bad
Mans gon' drop that
[?]
I never gon' call that
Mans try to be me, too bad