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[00:05.66]Sleep tight
[00:11.34]Don't let the bed bugs bite
[00:18.30]Night night, nigga
[00:20.64]Yeah, it's the Jackson
[00:25.76]Extendo full of sleeping pills, it's similar to Seroquel
[00:29.07]Still look like a sway bar, got a big AR with the Ferris wheel
[00:32.40]Wake your whole hood up, let that Drac' sing you a lullaby
[00:35.61]Man of few words, I know you heard I'm short cut and dry
[00:39.19]Rock you straight to sleep, make you think that we was in cahoots
[00:42.12]He think it's off the floor, but they gon' know soon as we smoke his boots
[00:45.49]They tweeting posting get some rest, need to get out the streets
[00:48.81]I end up just like 'em, spend the rest of your life countin' sheep
[00:51.98]God appointed me the shepherd, top of the mountain peak
[00:55.29]If I should die before I wake, now lay me down to sleep
[00:58.44]Left that nigga sound asleep, they marked him up a tardy
[01:02.02]Six sleeping bags on the grass, it's a slumber party
[01:05.26]Long live my brother Marty, I kept shit moving on
[01:08.25]But on some real shit, I ain't really slept since you been gone
[01:11.58]Hunnid racks, racks in a trash bag look like I'm raking leaves
[01:14.87]Brick is sleeping beauty, plug half black and Lebanese
[01:18.38]Leaning off this six and 'Tris, I'm finna catch some Z's
[01:21.56]Only thing I dread is getting raided by the F-E-D's
[01:24.92]Let my brother, I'm gon' sleep gnarly for them extra G's
[01:27.89]Drank got a nigga moving slow like I got special needs
[01:31.20]Never needed niggas for shit, that was my expertise
[01:34.48]Sand man, thousand pints in we be selling sleep
[01:37.86]Lemon lime, bittersweet taste like a Sour Patch
[01:40.96]Nodded out, tryna catch a wink, took me a power nap
[01:44.31]Get put under anesthesia, nigga, for sleeping on me
[01:47.70]Get put in a permanent sleeper just for speaking on me
[01:50.97]Think she know me, she had no idea I was a fuckin' creature
[01:54.49]She asked me why do I drink lean but having trouble sleeping
[01:57.74]It ain't no thing to let 'em hang, hate to rub it in
[02:00.75]Nigga play with blocks and that's on gang, we gon' tuck 'em in
[02:04.02]Pocket dialed his grandma, left a voicemail message
[02:07.50]Giving niggas eternal sleep, make sure they're well rested
[02:10.67]Start clippin' its four feezy
[02:13.11]I miss the old Peachy, RIP to Sleepy Kodeine
[02:16.83]When I turned fifteen the last time that I cried tears
[02:20.26]We went from childhood dreams to federal nightmares
[02:23.63]Dozed off in the coupe, off of four and Maple
[02:27.00]Cut so polluted should've came with a warning label
[02:30.21]Woke up still smacked to a half-empty Faygo
[02:33.49]And ten empty bottles of cough syrup on the table
[02:36.81]Leaning off this six and 'Tris, I'm finna catch some Z's
[02:40.01]Only thing I dread is getting raided by the F-E-D's
[02:43.05]Let my brother, I'm gon' sleep gnarly for them extra G's
[02:46.34]Drank got a nigga moving slow like I got special needs
[02:49.61]Never needed niggas for shit, that was my expertise
[02:53.16]Sand man, thousand pints in we be selling sleep
[02:56.21]Lemon lime, bittersweet taste like a Sour Patch
[02:59.55]Nodded out, tryna catch a wink, took me a power nap
[03:02.69](I- go to sleep)
[03:10.24](And know you'll wake me in the morning)
[03:15.29](With a song you wrote for me)