Circadian Rhythm

Yeah, yeah

I hit the - too hard
You sent an eight-minute voice note straight from the heart
I reply like, "Yeah, whatever
When can you come get your stuff?"
I need this - out the crib
I think it's bringin' bad luck

Plug you in, now you lit
I pulled the plug, now you stuck
Dignity over a nut, wick-man all in the cut
How many doors did they shut?
How many feathers they pluck?

Rap game like my sleepin' pattern
'Cause how the - I'm still up?
Yeah, - don't speak my language
- don't speak my language
- don't speak my language, yeah

How the - I'm still up?
Yeah, - don't speak my language
- don't speak my language
- don't speak my language, yeah
How the - I'm still up?

Writin' they name on a list, baby
Seven day candles are lit, baby
Shout to Machine, he is a Wick, baby
Problems are there to get fixed, baby
Send me somethin' from your trip, baby
Go invisible ink on them pics, baby
Wanna turn you to a housewife
And you never had to clean a dish, baby

Yeah, bae, just roll one up, yeah
How many quotes I wrote?
How much gold I struck? Ay
How many funeral dates they plan for me
And I dodged it like the truck? Yeah

Rap game like my sleepin' pattern
'Cause how the - I'm still up?
Yeah, - don't speak my language
- don't speak my language
- don't speak my language, yeah

How the - I'm still up?
Yeah, - don't speak my language
- don't speak my language
- don't speak my language, yeah
How the - I'm still up?



Credits
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Diamante Blackmon, Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Nyan Lieberthal, Eliel Afari Brown, James Austin Cyr, D. Ferguson
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