Back To Sleep
(专辑: Dedication 6: Reloaded - 2018)
Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep Yeah, woke up to niggas sounding like me, damn I
smoked one and went my ass right back to sleep, okay These rappers need some law and order, Ice T, god damn They can't touch you Tunechi, Poison Ivy, man I
roll up, I'm smoking like some hot tea, yeah I
woke up and couldn't believe I
got sleep, damn You woke up and then you try to live the
dream But before you check yourself, check my history I
ain't never been a
stormchaser, or just a
fly on the
wallpaper I
ain't never been a
tailgater, always been a
bail-maker If it heaven sent right now, she gon' give a
nigga hell later If you don't get the
shit right now You gon' love to hate the
smell later I
tell her hold up, your pictures don't entice me She told me pull up, and then she heard a
light screech, yeah I
woke up with a
white bitch under white sheets She got a
black heart, telling white lies through her white teeth Black eyes from always tryna fight sleep Ran into your wifey, she say, "Tunechi, wife me" Hello, I'm so spicy, I
got her sweating like Keith Though our time brief, she be on me like briefs Ethika, Ethika, Ethika Heffanie calling me Hefner F-ing her all in her exiter If he texting, I'm killing the
messenger All hail the
death in America Your ex be hating like eczema That nigga fake as a
wrestler I
poke him straight in his retina (Pssh) Anyway baby, I'm feeling ya Feel like I
slipped and I
fell in ya But that nigga slipped and he fell for ya Gotta be way more careful-er These niggas no one to everyone They play too much and never won He got you a
room at the
Sheraton I
can get you your own area Helluva, helluva, helluva Girl the
way you be taking this D
from me You act like you spelling something Man this D
put a
spell on her I'm deadly as my cellular My diamonds sing like Mahalia You gotta make a
name for yourself But these niggas fake as an alias I
don't see no comparison, no barbarians I
am not a
human being, and you a
humanitarian I
ain't trying to get booked again Don't fuck with no librarians Fell asleep in her wet pussy I
woke up in that aquarium, hold up Woke up to niggas looking like me, damn Throw up and go my ass right back to sleep, ugh You woke up connected to some IV's Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep (That's some sick shit) (Bahh!) I'm a
shooting star But your bitch got me shooting porn, yeah I've been trying too hard Wow, wow, I'm a
shooting star, yeah Going too far, yeah I've been trying too hard, yeah To fucking hide these two horns, damn 6-6-6 My friendship with Mack Maine is far, far, far, far, far, far more than a
friendship. That's my fucking brother. I've known Mack since the
hood, Hollygrove. He had the
biggest house in the
hood, it was right on the
corner. I'm not sure if the
whole house was theirs but it was huge, and he had a
big ol' basketball court on his backyard and everybody used to play ba-, ball in his backyard. And umm, since he lived on the
corner, like, you can always go and chill and play basketball on his backyard and then, like, always be right there on the
corner in case some shit pop off. So yeah, me and Mack been down since the
hood. He went to a
good school, I
didn't go to a
too good school but then we ended up going to the
same school, the
school is actually called Mack Maine, know what I
mean, and then, umm, he got known for fucking over niggas freestyling. You know I
mean, you know, Mack is cold at ribbing, I
don't know if y'all call that roasting or what all that shit y'all call it, but uh, he cold at that, period. He could tear your ass up, make you cry, make you wan' kill him. That type of shit. He one of them nigga, you know what it is? Still be laughing overtime and actually have you laughing but still mad, that's one of them niggas. So yes, when you know how to do that don't Lord don't let you know how to rhyme and he knew how to rhyme, so he used to kill niggas on that shit so that's how we really jammed up with the
music shit. Shout out my nigga Mack