Geeked
(Ayo Eli, what the fuck?)
I can't sleep, I'm geeked (Gone)
Haven't slept in weeks (Nah)
Yeah, I'm at my peak (Yeah)
In bed, that bitch a freak (Okay)
I'm winning like I'm in the Guinness (I'm winning)
You know I be minding my business (Mind my business)
I had to go run up them digits (Okay)
And I never had me a limit so I just go out and I get it (Okay)
I'm wearing all black like a villain (Like a villain)
My homies be doing that drilling (Gra)
And you know that time is just ticking (Okay)
So I live my life to the realist (The realist)
I pop a perky and I feel it (I feel it)
I'm just tryna reach the ceiling (The ceiling)
I just suffer from the realness (Yeah)
I buy it, don't need to be stealing (Nah)
And I'm looking like a stain (A stain)
If you reaching for my chain (My chain)
I'ma go and let it bang (Bow!)
I'ma go and let it bang (Bow!)
I'ma go and make it rain (It rain)
Dripping water like a drain (It's dripping)
Smoke be clouded in my brain (My brain)
Crop the picture in my frame
They talking, but they do not know me (No)
No, them boys aren't my homies (Nah)
I'ma just stay by my lonely (My lonely)
I'ma just smoke on my doley (I'm dolo)
I promise that I'm never folding (Nah)
And you know that my money be growing (It's growing)
I make it so lit that it's molten (It's molten)
My pistol the only thing showing, if you tryna test me, it's blowing (Bow!)
I can't sleep, I'm geeked (Gone)
Haven't slept in weeks (Nah)
Yeah, I'm at my peak (Yeah)
In bed, that bitch a freak (Okay)
I'm winning like I'm in the Guinness (I'm winning)
You know I be minding my business (Mind my business)
I had to go run up them digits (Okay)
And I never had me a limit so I just go out and I get it (Okay)
I'm wearing all black like a villain (Like a villain)
My homies be doing that drilling (Gra)
And you know that time is just ticking (Okay)
So I live my life to the realist (The realist)
Tell me now, can you feel it?
Tell me now, can you feel it?
And I suffer from the realist
You can catch me in the ceilings
I can't sleep, I'm geeked
Haven't slept in weeks
Slept-slept-slept in weeks
I can't sleep, I'm geeked
Haven't slept in weeks
In bed, that bitch a freak
I can't sleep, I'm geeked (Gone)
Haven't slept in weeks (Nah)
Yeah, I'm at my peak (Yeah)
In bed, that bitch a freak (Okay)
I'm winning like I'm in the Guinness (I'm winning)
You know I be minding my business (Mind my business)
I had to go run up them digits (Okay)
And I never had me a limit so I just go out and I get it (Okay)
I'm wearing all black like a villain (Like a villain)
My homies be doing that drilling (Gra)
And you know that time is just ticking (Okay)
So I live my life to the realist (The realist)
I pop a perky and I feel it (I feel it)
I'm just tryna reach the ceiling (The ceiling)
I just suffer from the realness (Yeah)
I buy it, don't need to be stealing (Nah)
And I'm looking like a stain (A stain)
If you reaching for my chain (My chain)
I'ma go and let it bang (Bow!)
I'ma go and let it bang (Bow!)
I'ma go and make it rain (It rain)
Dripping water like a drain (It's dripping)
Smoke be clouded in my brain (My brain)
Crop the picture in my frame
They talking, but they do not know me (No)
No, them boys aren't my homies (Nah)
I'ma just stay by my lonely (My lonely)
I'ma just smoke on my doley (I'm dolo)
I promise that I'm never folding (Nah)
And you know that my money be growing (It's growing)
I make it so lit that it's molten (It's molten)
My pistol the only thing showing, if you tryna test me, it's blowing (Bow!)
I can't sleep, I'm geeked (Gone)
Haven't slept in weeks (Nah)
Yeah, I'm at my peak (Yeah)
In bed, that bitch a freak (Okay)
I'm winning like I'm in the Guinness (I'm winning)
You know I be minding my business (Mind my business)
I had to go run up them digits (Okay)
And I never had me a limit so I just go out and I get it (Okay)
I'm wearing all black like a villain (Like a villain)
My homies be doing that drilling (Gra)
And you know that time is just ticking (Okay)
So I live my life to the realist (The realist)
Tell me now, can you feel it?
Tell me now, can you feel it?
And I suffer from the realist
You can catch me in the ceilings
I can't sleep, I'm geeked
Haven't slept in weeks
Slept-slept-slept in weeks
I can't sleep, I'm geeked
Haven't slept in weeks
In bed, that bitch a freak
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Writer(s): Devin Ramos
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