Back To Sleep

Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep

Yea, woke up to niggas sounding like me damn

I smoked one and went my ass right back to sleep okay

These rappers needs some law and order Ice T, god damn

They can't touch you Tunechi , Poison Ivy, man

I roll up and smoking like some hot tea yeah

I woke up and couldn't believe I got sleep damn

You woke up and then you try to live the dream

But before you check yourself, check my history

I ain't never been a stormchaser

Or just a fly on the wallpaper

I ain't never been a tailgater

Always been a bail maker

If it heaven sent right now, she gon' give a nigga hell later

If you don't get the shit right now

You gon' love to hate the smell later

I tell her hold up, your pictures don't entice me

She told me pull up and then she heard a light screech, yeah

I woke up with a white bitch under white sheets

She got a black heart, telling white lies through her white teeth

Black eyes from always tryna fight sleep

Ran into your wifey, she says: Tunechi, wife me

Hello, I'm so spicy I got her sweating like Keith

Though our time brief, she be on me like briefs

Ethica, Ethica, Ethica

Heffanie calling me Hefner

F-ing her all in her exitier

If he textin’, I’m killing the messenger

All hail the dead in America

Your ex be hatin’ like eczema

That nigga fake as a wrestler

I poke him straight in his retina

Anyway baby I’m feeling ya

Feel like I slipped and I fell in ya

But that nigga slipped and he fell for ya

Gotta be way more carefuler

These niggas no one to everyone

They play too much and never won

He got you a room at the Sheraton

I can get you your own area

Hellava, hellava, hellava

Girl the way you be taking this D from me

You act like you spelling something

Man this D put a spell on her

I’m [?] as my cellular

My diamonds sing like my [?]

You gotta make a name for yourself

But these niggas fake as an alias

I don’t see no comparison, no barbarians

I am not a human being

And you’re humanitarian

I ain’t trying to get booked again

Don't fuck with no librarians

Fell asleep in her wet pussy

I woke up in that aquarium, hold up

Woke up to niggas lookin’ like me, damn

Throw up and go my ass right back to sleep, ugh

You woke up connected to some IV’s

Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep

That’s some sick shit

I’m a shooting star

But your bitch got me shooting porn, yeah

I’ve been trying too hard

Wow, wow

I’m a shooting star, yeah

Going too far, yeah

I’ve been trying too hard, yeah

To fuckin’ hide these 2 horns, damn

Sick, sick, sick

My friendship with Mack Maine is far, far, far, far, far, far more than a friendship

That's my fuckin' brother. I've known Mack since the hood, Hollygrove

He had the biggest house in the hood it was right on the corner

I'm not sure if the whole house was theirs but it was huge

He had a big basketball court on his backyard and everybody used to drape out

[?] his backyard

And umm, since he lived on the corner

Like you can always go and chill and play basketball on his backyard

And then like always be right there on the corner in case some shit pop off

So yeah me and Mack been down since the hood

He went to a good school, I didn't go to good school

But then we ended up one in the same school

The school is actually called Mack Maine

I mean and then he got known for fuckin' over niggas freestylin'

You know I mean Mack is cold at ribbin'

I don't know if y'all call that roastin' or with all that shit y'all callin'

But he cold at that period

He could tear your ass up, make you cry, make you want kill him

That type of shit

He wanted them nigga [?] still be laughing overtime

And actually have you laughing but still mad that's one of them niggas

So yes, when you know how to do that [?] let you know how to rhyme

And he knew how to rhyme, so he used to kill niggas on that shit

So that's how we really jammed up on this music shit

Shout out my nigga Mack