| For the cost of sleep
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| And what it cost to sleep
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| And should you ever doze
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| You doze cautiously
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| For the cost of sleep
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| And what it cost to sleep
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| The commas in the price tag
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| They talk to me
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| For the cost of sleep
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| And what it cost to sleep
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| Should you ever doze
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| You doze cautiously
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| For the cost of sleep
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| And what it cost to sleep
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| Long as you never know
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| You know all you need
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| And knowing alone is for the low and behold
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| Low and behold I’m still the soul of the hole
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| But losing mine to be it, losing eyes to see it
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| Vision better but who am I to believe it
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| So losing mine to be it, losing eyes to see it
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| But its whatever if you decide on sleeping
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| True as Posturepedics, and laying there, listening
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| The same shit that drove Rich & them
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| Dvd stars off of fam going missing and
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| We just see the odds open handed, gripping them, vice city
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| See we involved from the entrance and
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| DWI in the car but I’m good on my intentions till them lights get me
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| So pay me now, pay me later, and for yesterday
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| Mite nod a little, but I was never late
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| Hurry up and buy, like you ain’t never wait, you lay down and you levitate
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| See if the twin mattress could talk the songs that it would harmonize
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| All the living I was living for the non alive
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| All the bitches that was in it wit they heart in mind
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| And all the women that was missing when my heart arrived
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| Pardon I, I was just was on a high
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| Peddler theme music but now I just wanna ride
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| And painting it for the Bose
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| You prayed that they car wasn’t halted, and now you just praying that they
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| don’t doze
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| Publishing checks and letters from jail
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| Come to me at the same time, that’s my regular mail
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| Honest, they say the cost of success could weigh out your living
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| But what it cost for that rest will pay out the difference
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| And what we on is to the left, made to be different
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| If we was wrong from the get we’ll stay to revisit
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| Now sing a song for the rep but change up the endings
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| Cuz we put on to the death, may he forgive us
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| For everything that we can count on
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| The overall is getting my amount on
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| Something I can mount on and say that this was worth it
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| If I should ever doze it just brings me down to perfect
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| Cause me I’m never faded, I made it where he made it
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| Hope it don’t end the same but we get the same payment
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| Hope that I get my name scripted in the same cadence
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| Know I be in my ways but I feel like I’m the greatest
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| At least among these new mu’fuckas that was born in the 80's and better
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| Called it Dickensian when I got to playing wit letters
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| Call up Larenz and them and tell them that tape is forever
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| But what its 'bout is everything that you doubt
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| Applause for the 2 doors and the keys for the entry
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| And please y’all please don’t tempt me
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| Leave me in this corner wit these stanzas alone
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| You figure this out, you’ll see I stand on my own, receipts in the bag
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| Me I’m never faded, I made it where he made it
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| Hope it don’t end the same but we get the same payment
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| Hope that I get my name scripted in the same cadence
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| Know I be in my ways but I feel like I’m the greatest |