KiddCHSN - No Sleep

It's 4:30 in the morning and I'm walkin' down this beat
Sometimes I just be up, I swear that a nigga just can't sleep
I just roll up me a wood and tell my bitch to give me head
After that, a nigga lay down and I go right back to bed

She like, boy, if you keep rappin', then you might just make it far
I just want them millions in my pocket, foreign for my car
No, I do not want no Rollie, want that bust-down Audemars
She like, bae, when I'm gon' see you, I say, I'ma try tomorrow

I just be so busy, I'm in traffic, tryna make these plays
Hunnid geeks callin' my phone, I'm tryna go and save the day
They like, bro, where you been at? I swear I'm on a paper chase
Laws get behind me, I tap the gas, I turn it to a race

This hoe think she sneak, leave my house, she tryna leave a trace
But I peep that shit, can't go for that, I threw it right away
Bro just call my phone, said what he need, I'm comin' right away
About my brother's shit get real, about my brothers, I don't play

My geek hit my phone like, where that gas you had the other day
You know this za be goin' fast, I just be runnin' through the flavor
No, you did not give me shit, so no, I cannot do no favor
Took a bad bitch out Ruth Chris, we eatin steak it's different flavors

She think I'm Superman, no cape, so I can't save her
Like what you sippin I say Port, and she say Taylor
Like, how you feelin'? She mad, she can't see me later
Haha, yeah, yeah

But now I'm on the highway, slap 5 in this big boy AMG
You would think this bitch was mad, the way it keep growlin' at me
I went Miri for the shirt, but I went Dior for my feet
My chick super bad, she super thick, I swear that she so flee

Anytime I need her, she pull up, she comin' through for me
She get anything she want until the day she through with me
I got bros who just be chillin', I got bros who shoot for me
Think I'm Jason Tatum, way I pull up and I shoot from deep

I just rolled up me a wood, I'm tryna find me somethin' to eat
Look through my rear mirror, see the laws I peep, they tryna creep
I just gotta make it home, a nigga gotta get some sleep
I just caught up my lil' chick like, can you come lay next to me

Written by:
Kidd CHSN

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