rod wave – can’t sleep lyrics
[intro]
rippa on the beat, b-tch
haha, look
[verse]
fresh out of the county, my plans had went left
fresh out of court, the crackers want me on the shelf
but i’ma keep goin’ until it ain’t nothin’ left
brand new cutter, keep that buster sh-t to yourself
lil’ bro facin’ murder, the crackers ain’t got nothin’
’cause if they had somethin’, he would’ve been gone
i’ll see you when you get home
tell ’em free kareem, boy, i’ll see you when you get home
can’t wait to be back to back to back in them benzos
no more bein’ broke and it ain’t no more pork and mendos
‘member b-tches put me in the friend-zone
but now i’m in the end-zone
brand new cutie-patootie tryna facetime
i don’t know who’s b-tch, but she ain’t mine
heard through the grapevine
n-ggas plottin’ robbin’, and tryna take mine
brand new chopper, clip got some hangtime
chris love to slang iron
atr for life, get down or lay down
atr for life, get down or
okay, i’m fresh out of the bank with a 60k deposit
product of my credit, these n-ggas buyin’ watches
n-ggas hatin’ on a youngin, boy you better watch it
‘fore i have your b-tch on an island goin’ shoppin’, gettin’ m-ssages
fast life livin’, man, might not make it to see christmas
but won’t miss thanksgiving, addicted to chasing chickens
ain’t nothin’ like these rappers, baby, i’m way different
i hang around the og’s, they be ’round fake n-ggas
i hang ’round the jits but we kickin’ our game different
i hang ’round the jits but we kickin’ our game different
big banana clips for all of that monkey business
ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
[chorus]
look, and i done grown impatient
dreams come true, you gotta chase it
they don’t give it to me, i’ma take it
lord, i gotta make it
time comin’ soon, i can’t chase it
time comin’ soon, i can’t chase it
i can’t sleep, no, i won’t sleep
’til then i can’t sleep, whoa
make it hard for them to breathe, whoa
they can’t breathe
lord knows they can’t breathe, no
look, and i done grown impatient
dreams come true, you gotta chase it
they don’t give it to me, i’ma take it
lord, i gotta make it
time comin’ soon, i can’t chase it
time comin’ soon, i can’t chase it
i can’t sleep, no, i won’t sleep
’til then i can’t sleep, whoa
make it hard for them to breathe, whoa
they can’t breathe
lord knows they can’t breathe, no
[outro]
talkin’ ’bout, yeah
real bottom boy survivor, n-gga
13-20-40, i got my sh-t out the motherf-ckin’ mud, n-gga
real sh-t, n-gga
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