Insomniac

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Hey, you got to king a motherfucker Royalty while my tomb awaits Ghetto superhero, spanking street sweeper broom and cape So hope my fate don't lie on my mistakes Compliment the misfortune, there ain't no such thing as a drama place No bitch ass niggas at my wake, I wake up Chase niggas up outta there, bottom tier in my bake cup Hooptie money coming in hiding there in a freight truck Punch niggas asleep, still Vladimir on the wake up Endangered lyricist safer you take the rock route Look how my wheels pop out, extravagance Suspension's like a drop out to battle poverty's humiliation Pity wasted on potential loss doubt and compliance Rappers blood all on my apron, and splattered protocols We gon' celebrate with champagne burps and chronic coughs Bet ya homies got a price And show they colors, you should ask him Sucker punches, perfect timing like a government distraction [Chorus] They say the goal is impossible I'ma try I've been grinding too long and it's time to fly Life without the opportunities like he dying inside I'ma wind up taking it with me, never give up my fucking pride Gotta watch out for the creep Any night can be your last night, you can't afford to sleep Otherwise they'll have you deep I will not be like the last one insomniac we keep [Verse 2] Uh, diamond flurries, ice the tints Counting my bad luck Not a worry legends don't bleed they close back up Ready tuck for you to see it I got the armor boosters My little nigga'll knock your block off, body armor's useless New outfit to shop, Ferrari cop, to do list Bring out a room for new friends, say goodbye to opportunists Money ties without restraint, paper promiscuous Hollows have you rolling on the floor, make you look ticklish Sleeping beauty woke for my charm, gave her my dick to kiss Blue don't purp ridiculous, clouding what your depiction is Y'all alive in 17 probably open in the broke awards, no applause 24 swords gold on my vocal chords Turn a super model spy stalker Designer fly talker, rolling a set, be a sky walker Patient, nostril, ear and eye torture, South Jamaica's Don torture Mind your business, duck the crime chalker [Chorus] They say the goal is impossible I'ma try I've been grinding too long and it's time to fly Life without the opportunities like he dying inside I'ma wind up taking it with me, never give up my fucking pride Gotta watch out for the creep Any night can be your last night, you can't afford to sleep Otherwise they'll have you deep I will not be like the last one insomniac we keep [Verse 3] Uh, wonder where my grinding went to Punish niggas all summer, then, uh Picture me stumbling, your favourite rapper's mumbling Jungle when in the 600, triple six roller Fold a MC in the 3, blue sleeves, my wrist colder Loaders screaming as I whip around Genius dumbing my shit down Demons coming in chicks hound They rather see you split crown They want us in the blood shed bed drops in the ghetto's pain The man target a terrorist, pot calling the kettle names The power in me is higher, give a fuck who understand you though Know he ain't gonna give a nigga nothing he can't handle Run through millions like a 100 grand club, runners the Summer Jam Am I my brother's keeper? Like Nino and Duh Duh man Tragic, the handle of a matic left a bastard Video clips on club strips, tear drops in the casket You gotta ride as hard until fear in hops and grabs it Born a star, watch out for peers blocking the magic, uh [Chorus] They say the goal is impossible I'ma try I've been grinding too long and it's time to fly Life without the opportunities like he dying inside I'ma wind up taking it with me, never give up my fucking pride Gotta watch out for the creep Any night can be your last night, you can't afford to sleep Otherwise they'll have you deep I will not be like the last one insomniac we keep