| Three in the morning and I can’t sleep
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| So I pull out the pad and let the pen bleed
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| So much pressure stacking up like I’m 10 feet
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| I got a lot on my mind I got a lot on the line
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| My son depending on me
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| These enemies ain’t offending me
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| I be what I wanna be
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| While you just pretend to be
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| Now I’m closing my eyes
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| But I get no sleep I’m deprived
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| Will today be the day I make my dreams come alive
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| I’ll make this moment my own
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| On the beat I’ma beast no surprise
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| I want that brougham on that chrome
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| You feel the bass shake your ride
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| I fill my cup up little just right up to the middle
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| I got a riddle so critical
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| Why at night I get spiritual
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| Put my life in the rhymes just keep it real and be lyrical
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| Try to go back to sleep that would be a physical miracle
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| So I’m asking is it meant to be
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| Is missing me a mystery
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| You fast asleep dreaming while I’m up making history
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| I can’t sleep
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| So when I fall asleep I feel you with me
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| I feel you with me
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| When I fall asleep I feel you with me
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| I feel you with me baby
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| When I fall asleep I feel you with me
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| I feel you with me
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| Til I fall asleep and you are with me
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| And then you’re with me cause
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| I can’t sleep too much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep too much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep
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| Ew where do you go when you’re trying to find the one
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| Too much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep
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| Ew where do you go when you’re trying to find the one
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| I can’t close my eyes
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| To much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep
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| Ew where do you go when you’re trying to find the one
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| I can’t close my eyes
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| To much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep
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| Ew where do you go when you’re trying to find the one
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| I can’t close my eyes
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| To much on my mind
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| I can’t sleep
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| I woke up this morning in a daze
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| Staring at my blank notepad page
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| That make me wanna go back to sleep and never wake up
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| I’m tired of living in this world covered with makeup
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| It’s never what it seems
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| I’m tired of living a lie tired of living off of a dream
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| Some times I feel like a fiend
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| The beat is the nicotine
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| My lungs are slippening
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| The lyrics are sickening
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| This is the beginning
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| I woke up never grinning or winning
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| I’m tired of defending these women
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| And sinning is it the ending
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| Or is it an extension to another dimension
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| It’s just another prediction
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| It’s just another hypothesis
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| The government ain’t stopping us
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| If society is negative how the hell can I be positive
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| We got money for wars but can’t feed the poor
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| Some times I wonder what we even here for
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| I just want to sleep |