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Sleepless Nights Songtext
von G Herbo

Sleepless Nights Songtext

I gotta start back smokin′ weed though
Folks I'm tired of smokin′ these b- (Yeah)
No bulls- (Damn)
No, keep all that, keep all that (C-Sick)
Uh, yeah, damn
This Survivor's Remorse right here
No bulls-, but they came here


Had so many sleepless nights, try and get it right
I was walkin' in the dark, but I needed light (For real)
Always knew I was that n-, I ain′t need the hype
I know my Glock don′t need a scope, I don't need a light (Let′s go)
Before I ever went up millions, I was eatin' like it
I was puttin′ out songs and I ain't even like it
The way I′m lookin' at my future
You would think I'm psychic (I′m not)
I be wantin′ to go viral, I can't even type it
See a hundred-fifty cash, my birth right, wake up early, work like it
I might finally get a wave, ride that b- like dirtbikes (Uh)
I be nervous, but I′m brave, be myself, I can't fight it
S- you talkin′, you didn't save, I made that the first night (First)
And I′m still against time, cryin' tears, but I'm fine
It took me years to get here, I keep it real when I′m lyin′
Never been a church kid, but I was preachin' every line (For real)
How the f- you still ain′t learn? I was teachin' every time
You was buyin′ pizza, I was ridin' with heaters
Sittin′ on the bleachers, I was tryna reach you (Come on)
How you think I'm full? I ain't even decent
S-, I′m still hungry, I′ll get up and eat you
We had nine pieces, I got nine pieces (Nine pieces)
I f- mamas, aunties, and like five nieces (Like five nieces)
I be gettin' vicious, man, you n- feces
Pull up, Lamb′ chops, man, you n- Reeses
I don't even say too much, but y′all be rappin' just like me (Phew)
You can get up off your a-, make it happen, just like me
Why you hoppin′ on the 'net? We ain't with that, hit my leasy
Book you up a flight, just come tonight, this s- easy (Easy)
Broski called me up, I′m in the whip, guess they need me (What up?)
Before I ever slid in all these mansions, I was greasy
Keep my s-, and I still be on go, like I′m sleazy (You know that)
In L.A., might pop out with no heater, this s- breezy (Uh)
When they say they need me, s-, you need me (Uh)
Mama said she need two, I think she need three (Uh)
Think the feds tryna seize me, I'm with a bunch of Gs
Get these foreigns when you need ′em, I got a bunch of these

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