Sleep Tight
Sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Snooze away, you bein' awake don't affect me none, listen, son
I'm always out here mastermindin', you the only one you sleepin' on
For fuck's sake, I can't even take a break
Without someone from back in the day cryin' about bills that they gotta pay
Dog, I was broke, yeah, dog, there was nights
My stomach was growlin', depressed head and thinkin' about my life
I painted houses, now my house is gettin' painted
It was a floor with a pallet, now a palace with rare cars in the driveway
And, no, I ain't sorry, but I used to be
Until I realized all the sacrifice I made to try to go down in history
No privacy, no friends, no truth, all lies
CashApp this, Venmo that, can I cop one of your rides? No
Sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Midnight in the city with the heroes
I like the guy that I see in the mirror
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
My hometown to me's dear, all the small talk I hear
Half the town thinks I'm weird, yep, for at least the past five years
Your brain don't deal with stress like mine, you do not know what it's like
For people to record you, with the light on a date in the booth beside ya
I deal with the same shit that made Kurt Cobain
Itch his motherfuckin' brain with a long 12-gauge
So, when you whisper, "He's crazy, and I think he is kinda strange"
I'm thinkin', "No shit, dummy, I get crowded while pumpin' gas"
I get asked a million questions when I'm out chillin' with my woman
And people hand her their phone like she's a fuckin' photographer
And if you didn't get the selfie, at least you gettin' the picture
I got the sauce in the country, but I ain't you bitches' elixir
Sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Midnight in the city with the heroes
I like the guy that I see in the mirror
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Snooze away, you bein' awake don't affect me none, listen, son
I'm always out here mastermindin', you the only one you sleepin' on
For fuck's sake, I can't even take a break
Without someone from back in the day cryin' about bills that they gotta pay
Dog, I was broke, yeah, dog, there was nights
My stomach was growlin', depressed head and thinkin' about my life
I painted houses, now my house is gettin' painted
It was a floor with a pallet, now a palace with rare cars in the driveway
And, no, I ain't sorry, but I used to be
Until I realized all the sacrifice I made to try to go down in history
No privacy, no friends, no truth, all lies
CashApp this, Venmo that, can I cop one of your rides? No
Sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Midnight in the city with the heroes
I like the guy that I see in the mirror
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
My hometown to me's dear, all the small talk I hear
Half the town thinks I'm weird, yep, for at least the past five years
Your brain don't deal with stress like mine, you do not know what it's like
For people to record you, with the light on a date in the booth beside ya
I deal with the same shit that made Kurt Cobain
Itch his motherfuckin' brain with a long 12-gauge
So, when you whisper, "He's crazy, and I think he is kinda strange"
I'm thinkin', "No shit, dummy, I get crowded while pumpin' gas"
I get asked a million questions when I'm out chillin' with my woman
And people hand her their phone like she's a fuckin' photographer
And if you didn't get the selfie, at least you gettin' the picture
I got the sauce in the country, but I ain't you bitches' elixir
Sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Used to dream of bein' famous in a Limo
Sittin' where respected, passin' Cigarillos
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Midnight in the city with the heroes
I like the guy that I see in the mirror
So, sleep tight when you're clenchin' on my pillow
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Daniel Toner, Ryan Edward Upchurch
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