No Sleep
Lost
Yeah
I might run away
Hop in the Benz, I got the click, we might ride away
Water my wrist, taking your bitch, she might die today
Looking my way, making a fist, I ain't got time to play
No I ain't got time to play
So fuck up out my way
Imma run up my bag and I ride away
I be pulling them back like I'm gravity
Yeah I know they gone be mad, I do it anyway
I do it anyway
Pop two pills, I ain't wanna feel this
They tell me that I'm fake but I'm not a realist
Hide it in a safe place, I don't panic
I'm trying to find a way to say that I'm manic
But I know I can't lose
And lil' shawty I won't spend a dime on you
So I take my path and I'm walking it straight
I can't tell them that or they laugh in my face
Yeah I can't play, got to stay on my Q's and P's
Nah I can't shake, I'm too busy sipping Hennessy
They come my way, pussy boy gone leave him in the street
Can't contemplate, ain't nobody else like me
I ain't got no consequence, driving real fast
Got me whipping in the lot again, I done ran laps
Yeah I done ran my pockets thin, need some more cash
Imma spin around the block again, put me on blast
I'll be in the drop top swerving pots in the way
Put my stomach in knots, so I'm locking the breaks
And I hear they all talk, I ain't walking the same
I ain't never gone stop 'til I drop in the grave
So fuck up out my way
Imma run up my bag and I ride away
I be pulling them back like I'm gravity
Yeah I know they gone be mad, I do it anyway
I do it anyway
Yeah
I might run away
Hop in the Benz, I got the click, we might ride away
Water my wrist, taking your bitch, she might die today
Looking my way, making a fist, I ain't got time to play
No I ain't got time to play
So fuck up out my way
Imma run up my bag and I ride away
I be pulling them back like I'm gravity
Yeah I know they gone be mad, I do it anyway
I do it anyway
Pop two pills, I ain't wanna feel this
They tell me that I'm fake but I'm not a realist
Hide it in a safe place, I don't panic
I'm trying to find a way to say that I'm manic
But I know I can't lose
And lil' shawty I won't spend a dime on you
So I take my path and I'm walking it straight
I can't tell them that or they laugh in my face
Yeah I can't play, got to stay on my Q's and P's
Nah I can't shake, I'm too busy sipping Hennessy
They come my way, pussy boy gone leave him in the street
Can't contemplate, ain't nobody else like me
I ain't got no consequence, driving real fast
Got me whipping in the lot again, I done ran laps
Yeah I done ran my pockets thin, need some more cash
Imma spin around the block again, put me on blast
I'll be in the drop top swerving pots in the way
Put my stomach in knots, so I'm locking the breaks
And I hear they all talk, I ain't walking the same
I ain't never gone stop 'til I drop in the grave
So fuck up out my way
Imma run up my bag and I ride away
I be pulling them back like I'm gravity
Yeah I know they gone be mad, I do it anyway
I do it anyway
Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Boileau
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