SLEEP Lyrics

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Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

That's true

I could use some conformation, still, ain't nobody ask you

Can't teach no more I'm outta lessons

Sue me I'm a guilty man, I done made some bad investments

Afraid of what they'll say

Afraid they'll walk away from me like I'm some kinda mime doing bad impressions

Not so much a gift guy, I don't like your presence

Better get up out my house before I beat you black and blue

Whoop ya 'til the crack of the noon

Don't you think I'm joking better get ya dude

Homie I'm not in the mood

I got other shit to do

Like sit my ass on the couch

Flip the channel to the evening news

Have a little snooze

Wake up and I count the money

Have a laugh about it

Ain' it funny, you not making what I'm making

You a dummy

Go and get your green hunny

Zach Lavine, drop a 50 piece

I been going way too hard for like 50 weeks, uh

Where's the beat

Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

Do it all independant, no sign on the dotted line

Paying off the debt

Outta cards, I'm out the deck

Watching every sun set

Moon is coming

Hopping on a new track I'm up to something

Ima get this city bumping

Best believe it, music needed

I'm a dog, can't retrieve it

Making songs and getting trashed like every weekend

Falling over, passing out

Check if I'm still breathing

So I stir it, mix it in the sauce

Just a little bit of alcohol and, little bit of fucking boss

If you talking down to me, get you crucified, Ima hang you on the fucking cross

I win you fucking lost

Who my kidding, I'm so fucking lost I can't think straight

You been getting bags, that's great

Me too

I split it with the whole crew

I told you

On a Saturday

Meet me halfway

Pull up in them tight leggings, all gray

See your little g string, hit some high notes, how yo g sing?

Woo

Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

Woke up in the morning uh, and grab a bite to eat

I'm heading right back up to bed and catch some extra morning sleep

'Cuz I do what the fuck I want

Ain't nobody tell me shit

Wanna smoke, I roll a blunt

My whole team fucking lit

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