Can’t Sleep at Night Baker Ya Maker

[Intro: South Memphis Gangstas]
I can't sleep at night I toss and turn in my fucking bed
Oh my lord, what a strange thoughts going through my head?
I'm smoking on my gas I got my Glock out [?]
I can't get no rest cause I ain't got no dollars and no cents
I can't sleep at night I toss and turn in my fucking bed
Oh my lord, what a strange thoughts going through my head?
I'm smoking on my gas I got my Glock out [?]
I can't get no rest cause I ain't got no dollars and no cents

[Verse 1: Baker]
I can't sleep at night, I toss and turn with the living dead
Think I’ve smoked a thousand blunts, often all I see is red
I think I maybe need to take some time and self adjust
What's the need to rush when we'll all just end up in the dust
I'm holding by a thread, man this world got me fucked up
I just want some peace, need some sleep to get away from
All this bullshit, this bullshit I cannot take from the big bad bully
Take advantage of mе patience, me hatrеd
Walls that I grew up in to rob them zombies
They be out at tonight, they looking for that cracka rock
Was just a young boy in a craze of a trailer park
Always out at night with the fiends creeping in the dark
So misunderstood, tell me how am I expected
To live up to your standards when I only know rejection
Can't fit in anywhere, don't feel I'll ever be accepted
The struggle keeps on going, will I ever be respected?