what? what?
I didn't hear ya I'm too busy adjusting my floW
yuh, sleepy on a rise
[verse1]
yuh, my people, and all of my creed, it's true we know how to fuckin die
yuh, and you, the pricks with too much fright to let your souls rise
plug me an amp and a mic, Ill spit some fire lines, and explain how sleepy has never been and never will be
controlled by time
yeah, you're right, what I tend to type for my verses and hooklines isnt kind
you pricks know why, I've already tried with this life
I'm not asking for a damn rewind, I got a bullet to bite, it's me that decides when I die,
yeah bitch I control the fuckin tide
dont expect a goodbye, there's no good reason why, bitch can you get the fuckin picture I left your ass behind
and damn I'm not gonna say it twice, if I committed suicide I was clearly not in the right state of mind
and when I hit my last keybind, no I won't bat an eye, cuz sleepy is cursed with a countless
number of pathetic lives
you giving up dont wanna fight? no need to cry, we're accepting applicants at this time
first step is to learn our secret sign
[verse2]
child I know what you reap we got it in my fuckin creed
if you're easy to read to me then you just like sleepy
child youre in too deep i got facts to fuckin feed
sleepy wrote a bible I got some new scripts for you to read
yeah you hate your life and those drugs you always fiend
bitch youre just like me both of us scream as we bleed all over our sheets
I see your eyes and you see mine we both on t and lucy
who wants to be healthy fuck our bodies bitch suicide is our theme
I've cried a thousand times now I can't even get an inch shy
"Sleepy, youre young, youll be fine you still got plenty of life"
In and out my ears, this final time i wont be kind
Can we get over this shit, lets quit with the uplifting lies
By now you gotta have my fuckin lines memorized
"Death has a warrant for my life I'm already out of time"
Nigga dont ask me why
cause I am this world's ultimate vice
[hook]
yo bitch, im commanding you let it drop
your advice, i repeat, I never gave a fuck
I'm on my grind, i never let it stop
you interfere with my hustle expect your ass to be shot
keeping sleepy safe was harder than I thought
any girl I cop ends up letting the fuckin love rot
Hos take a piece of me as I watch them walk
any bitch of mine never stays I'm sick of these fuckin thots
Im forgetting how to cope
I admit I'm getting close to slamming dope
really I just need some fuckin hope
or youll find sleepy swinging from a rope
don't expect to find a written note
just read the lyrics that I fuckin wrote
I'm an open book you should already know
my reasons for leaving the shit show
behind any place I walk, i see demise creeping, oh fuckin no, im about to get caught
and up front, I spot my heir lucsifer with his killer death lock
my subconscioussness reminds me what I'm not, so I'm back to sluggin back my whiskey shots
tell me, why should I live when I could fuckin not
i'm about to pop, got my final rig fully stocked (that's a hundredCC shot)
ive been tryin to get my stalking fatal thoughts blocked, knocked, and lost
bouta hit unpause start setting up shop and work on my ops
first I just gotta stomp out all my bumps and blocks
bitch any day you'll see sleepy at the top
[verse2]
child I know what you reap we got it in my fuckin creed
if you're easy to read to me then you just like sleepy
child youre in too deep i got facts to fuckin feed
sleepy wrote a bible I got some new scripts for you to read
yeah you hate your life and those drugs you always fiend
bitch youre just like me both of us scream as we bleed all over our sheets
I see your eyes and you see mine we both on t and lucy
who wants to be healthy fuck our bodies bitch suicide is our theme
[verse3]
smokin, tweakin, trippin, crushin, sniffin, twitchin
im in the game, it's livid
my addictions got me feeling shrill
paper in paper out I never keep my bills
I never front my mother fuckin pills
fuck with my hustle you're my next kill
yeah cuz sleepy fox was already born ill, born ill
[hook]
yo bitch, im commanding you let it drop
your advice, i repeat, I never gave a fuck
I'm on my grind, i never let it stop
you interfere with my hustle expect your ass to be shot
keeping sleepy safe, damn it's harder than I thought
any girl I cop ends up letting the fuckin love rot
Hos take a piece of me as I watch them walk
any bitch of mine never stays I'm sick of these fuckin thots
Im forgetting how to cope
I admit I'm getting close to slamming dope
really I just need some fuckin hope
or youll find sleepy swinging from a rope
don't expect to find a written note
just read the lyrics that I fuckin wrote
I'm an open book you should already know
my reasons for leaving the shit show
behind any place I walk, i see demise creeping, oh fuckin no, im about to get caught
and up front, I spot my heir lucsifer with his killer death lock
my subconscioussness reminds me what I'm not, so I'm back to sluggin back my whiskey shots
tell me, why should I live when I could fuckin not
i'm about to pop, got my final rig fully stocked (that's a hundredCC shot)
ive been tryin to get my stalking fatal thoughts blocked, knocked, and lost
bouta hit unpause start setting up shop and work on my ops
first I just gotta stomp out all my bumps and blocks
bitch any day you'll see sleepy at the top
