This Road

Lyrics

[Chorus: Sleep Lyrical] I think I'm losing my mind out on this road They say I'm wasting my time, I'm not letting go I think I'm losing my mind out on this road They say I'm wasting my time, but I'm not letting go When I think you can't compete [Verse 1: Sleep Lyrical] My mind been gone and there ain't nobody in the world that can bring me back Don't worry about what I do with my life, just shut up and hear me rap I'm getting too old for this shit and I'm running out of time so I can't relax So I kick it from the heart on every beat I kill, no time to chat Not letting go of my goals is something that you gon' deal with My body numb, so all the things you say that's hateful I'm not gon' feel it They say my dreams ain't gonna come to light, I'm stuck in the trench, it's not realness So every chance I get I lace up a track, I'll give praise to God and I kill shit You not next to me, I'm on another plateau So step the fuck back or get your back broke You cannot kill me with all your fat jokes And I keep grinding until my gas low Mash the gas with no caution lights Hit the stage, you go hard tonight Kick the first verse and toss the mic Pick it back up and slaughter lives Don't let 'em take a toll on what you work for Down the road it's only gonna hurt more Tell the labels that you know you worth more Disagree to slide on like a surfboard Hands up in the air (air), I'm holding you hostage Now jump around in that mosh-pit And show me love while I rock this [Chorus: Sleep Lyrical] I think I'm losing my mind out on this road They say I'm wasting my time, I'm not letting go I think I'm losing my mind out on this road They say I'm wasting my time, but I'm not letting go When I think you can't compete [Verse 2: Nesto The Owner] Aye, listen up You don't hear enough Of these rappers that snapping and ripping lyrics up I ain't made me a milli so I ain't giving up Look, your baby love me 'cause she suck me like a sippie cup I promised Shane before he died I'ma live it up I ain't gotta ask for pussy, she just give it up Check his temperature and then I put my trigger up Blow your face out and then they make us clean it up Ain't nothing really change but the age nigga Little girl started floating, got way iller Pull ya down, man I hope them hoes stay with ya (stay with ya) And your boys hope that I'm just gon' play with ya (uh huh) Man I'm loco, where your cocoa? (where cocoa) And I got time for these broke hoes That's a no-no, smoking on dro And I'm still ducking the popo Everyone talking that money shit (yeah) When they come 'round they have none of it (no) If you got it, give me some of it Don't let them see boy, I'm running it Man, I'm done with this That's the dumbest shit Hit again 'til I get dummy rich (uh huh) Don't come around on no funny shit (no) The package is set up like your money made And I don't know where I'm at now Headed straight up to the top now And actually I'm on the backstreet (backstreet) Pot smoking with the top down And I'm in The Red Man, I got your bitch (yeah) giving me top with the top down (yeah) This next go to owners, smoke on marijuana I told you before, I don't stop now