insomnia

Tell yo bitch to
Get off my dick
Got slob on my fit
Wipe me down
Like I'm lil boosie
I'm a independent
Artist and shit
Got my arm in the rim
Lil fly nigga with the red
Comme des
Cardigan
I'm a star to your friend
You ain't getting money
Till your mom got a crib
And a garage with a whip

My foot on the gas
Like I stepped in gelato
I spend my own money
I drink out the bottle
I'm too underrated
My niggas still proud
Making a fantasy true in my mind
Some niggas get it
Some niggas be lying
Some niggas look to the light and go blind
Through a red flag
A signal and sign
To blame it on bitches
That do it for wine
I do it for mine

Liquidity
My energy
Is getting depleted
Like hairline receded
I'm guarding my heart
You call it conceded
I stare at the bag
You stare at the ceiling
You look for a meaning
I look for no reason
You say that we vibe
I don't know the feeling
If you ain't on my side
Then you know the feeling of insomnia

Hey
Baby
Today we up
Just like insomnia
Giving me all your love

I got you
Don't worry
I stay up
For red cherries
Sipping all the wine

Dreams be keeping me up at night
I'm up at night

I know what's fake
I know what's true
I break my mind
I take some
I feel like I'm in a painting
Rembrandt, Seurat, the creation
Noah how she arch it out
Hit it then I walk it out
I spoil myself
I get some steak and eggs
At the Waffle House
Clear my thoughts
I chase a bag
And a thot
Multitask at a cost
Scratch the days on the walls
Till I get pussy
I can't sleep
I don't know
What is real
What is wrong
I don't need
Adderall
It's insomnia

Hey
Baby
Today we up
Just like insomnia
Giving me all your love

Sex on the first

Oh God



Credits
Writer(s): Marques Nieves
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link