Dreamless Sleep
Watchin em crumble it's funny to me
How they fall when they still on they feet hah
Sittin here laughin like ian imagine
My body right next to em deep hah
Fuck a religion n fuck an obsession
I've never been one wit the sheep
Tell em over it bitch I'm so over it
Death is a dreamless sleep
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Man do it
Look like I give a fuck nah
Lookin for a reason n a motherfucking straw
Never seeing eye to eye and no reason to bitch
I'm here to take it all feelin like I'm Betelgeuse
Tell em my motive my mind is eroded
Tell em I voted to keep my gun loaded
Tell me they want it best keep that shit quoted
Fuckin wit us bet you get what owed bitch
Staring at ya phone think you slick right
Choppa on ya dome it can smell lies
Prolly got a bone you wanna pick right
Do it wit the devil ion got time
Death is a dreamless sleep
And I'm falling in I'm
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Nah but bitches just feed me the blow
I'm too fucked up to say no
Bitch I'm already a ghost
Watchin em crumble it's funny to me
How they fall when they still on they feet hah
Sitting here laughing like ian imagine
My body right next to em deep hah
Fuck a religion n fuck an obsession
I've never been one wit da sheep
Tell em over it bitch I'm so over it
Death is a dreamless sleep
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Who the fuck you talkin to?
I'm a fuckin God baby ion gotta think when I'm popping ooh
You must be new
You must not know what I do
You must be one of the few
Tell em my motive my mind is eroded
Tell em I voted to keep my gun loaded
Tell me they want it best keep that shit quoted
Fuckin wit us bet you get what owed bitch
Scared of the end of road
You seem like a whole fuckin hoe
Put that shit right to ya skull
And leave ya dreams spilt on the floor
How they fall when they still on they feet hah
Sittin here laughin like ian imagine
My body right next to em deep hah
Fuck a religion n fuck an obsession
I've never been one wit the sheep
Tell em over it bitch I'm so over it
Death is a dreamless sleep
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Man do it
Look like I give a fuck nah
Lookin for a reason n a motherfucking straw
Never seeing eye to eye and no reason to bitch
I'm here to take it all feelin like I'm Betelgeuse
Tell em my motive my mind is eroded
Tell em I voted to keep my gun loaded
Tell me they want it best keep that shit quoted
Fuckin wit us bet you get what owed bitch
Staring at ya phone think you slick right
Choppa on ya dome it can smell lies
Prolly got a bone you wanna pick right
Do it wit the devil ion got time
Death is a dreamless sleep
And I'm falling in I'm
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Nah but bitches just feed me the blow
I'm too fucked up to say no
Bitch I'm already a ghost
Watchin em crumble it's funny to me
How they fall when they still on they feet hah
Sitting here laughing like ian imagine
My body right next to em deep hah
Fuck a religion n fuck an obsession
I've never been one wit da sheep
Tell em over it bitch I'm so over it
Death is a dreamless sleep
Back on my shit bitch
I'm back on the tele
Blowing my brains out all over my belly
Fuck living sober I'm high till I'm wealthy
Ky are you sure that shit healthy
Who the fuck you talkin to?
I'm a fuckin God baby ion gotta think when I'm popping ooh
You must be new
You must not know what I do
You must be one of the few
Tell em my motive my mind is eroded
Tell em I voted to keep my gun loaded
Tell me they want it best keep that shit quoted
Fuckin wit us bet you get what owed bitch
Scared of the end of road
You seem like a whole fuckin hoe
Put that shit right to ya skull
And leave ya dreams spilt on the floor
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Writer(s): Kyle Hall
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