And I can't sleep...
Early morning, business calling, waiting on the sun to rise
Swervin only, little lonely, Carter told her, "Come outside."
Text her back, too old to try to sound polite
It read, "Please bring me a cup of ice. I promise I'ma fuck you right."
Got god swab plus some Jolly Rancher, sour syrup, baby food jars, and baby bottles for example. Stupid perks
Up all night like Gilbert Godfrey
On that loud, call it Gilbert Godfrey
Strapped like Gilbert Arenas, pill poppin, hibachi
Zani’s till I don’t feel the molly
Pandora on Phil Collins
Ten years in bitch I'm still ballin
Chill dog, just trying to get a ticket like they left my name at will call
And I can't sleep so I count it with the people I can count on
The irony is I was awake all night getting my countin on
It's gonna be like this from now on
No, I can't sleep til they stop sleeping on me...
Look, I've been beefin homie
Riding around with that heater on me
Ready to give it to erry-one of these niggas
Even if they don't want it
Chiefing that diesel
Bumpin Beanie Siegel The Reason thinking bout how we used to serve morning to evening only
I went straight from the jects to a check
Lost plenty of homies, but not respect
Success bittersweet like a text from your ex, hah
Let's pour out a little lean for all the young kings that never seen they princesses turn into queens
Early morning, business calling, waiting on the sun to rise
Swervin only, little lonely, Carter told her, "Come outside."
Text her back, too old to try to sound polite
It read, "Please bring me a cup of ice. I promise I'ma fuck you right."
Got god swab plus some Jolly Rancher, sour syrup, baby food jars, and baby bottles for example. Stupid perks
Up all night like Gilbert Godfrey
On that loud, call it Gilbert Godfrey
Strapped like Gilbert Arenas, pill poppin, hibachi
Zani’s till I don’t feel the molly
Pandora on Phil Collins
Ten years in bitch I'm still ballin
Chill dog, just trying to get a ticket like they left my name at will call
And I can't sleep so I count it with the people I can count on
The irony is I was awake all night getting my countin on
It's gonna be like this from now on
No, I can't sleep til they stop sleeping on me...
Look, I've been beefin homie
Riding around with that heater on me
Ready to give it to erry-one of these niggas
Even if they don't want it
Chiefing that diesel
Bumpin Beanie Siegel The Reason thinking bout how we used to serve morning to evening only
I went straight from the jects to a check
Lost plenty of homies, but not respect
Success bittersweet like a text from your ex, hah
Let's pour out a little lean for all the young kings that never seen they princesses turn into queens
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