Rasta Tahj - No Sleep

Don't like to sleep I know that I should
The way my phone ringing she think I'm the plug
Yo bitch she feel safer with me and she snug
Rather some money I don't need a hug
Way too much crank it might blow out your sub
Got my attention if money the subject
Kick down the door when this shit wouldn't budge
Tryin to make big moves but you ain't got a budget
Aye
Don't like to sleep I know that I should
The way my phone ringing she think I'm the plug
Yo bitch she feel safer with me and she snug
Rather some money I don't need a hug
Way too much crank it might blow out your sub
Got my attention if money the subject
Kick down the door when this shit wouldn't budge
Tryin to make big moves but you ain't got a budget
You don't know Rasta you making assumptions
I got degrees with no baby mama drama
Attracted to women on boss shit
Yo bitch she on thotty on thot shit
If she cook and she clean and stylish in public
I'm treating her right and she calling me pumpkin
The way that I'm shining you know that they upset
They see my progression keep saying I'm up next
Uh
They see my progression you move like a slug
Put in your all if I made a suggestion
She hershey dark chocolate I love her complexion
She like how I'm shining she look my direction
Mmmm
Gotta big bag of that loud you can't measure it
Gotta big bag of that loud you can't measure it
I moved out to Cali plugged in wit the Mexicans
I'm in VIP damn security won't let you in
The same place I met you the same place I left you in
Kill any beat and nobody can rescue it
Keeping them Franklin's and throwing them Jeffersons
Not a average pedestrian
Ice on my neck got me feeling like I'm jet skiing
She walked in my room and undressing
All my my life
I'm gaining
All my my life
I'm praying
Oh my my my
They hating
Oh why why why
They waving
I speak in existence abundance of life
This no exhibition it's all on the line
She pullin up on me a wonderful time
I'm killing this twat it's a wonderful crime
No competition I see in my eyes
No composition I read thru the lines
She way too fine she tryna get high
Bitch I'm the Rasta so let me remind ya
Don't like to sleep I know that I should
The way my phone ringing she think I'm the plug
Yo bitch she feel safer with me and she snug
Rather some money I don't need a hug
Way too much crank it might blow out your sub
Got my attention if money the subject
Kick down the door when this shit wouldn't budge
Tryin to make big moves but you ain't got a budget
You don't know Rasta you making assumptions
I got degrees with no baby mama drama
Attracted to women on boss shit
Yo bitch she on thotty on thot shit
If she cook and she clean and stylish in public
I'm treating her right and she calling me pumpkin
The way that I'm shining you know that they upset
They see my progression keep saying I'm up next

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Rasta Tahj

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