Sleepy Saint - Sleep Deprived Lyrics
Lord, forgive me for all of my sinsBefore you kill me let my team winForgive my haters for they don't know betterBut to hate a motha*****a that's tryin to make some cheddarYeah go and let em, yeah go and let emCause they'll never find a place that's ever gonna accept themYo just take a second and listen up to this blessingSleep Deprived motha*****a here's a *****in lessonVerse 1:Pledge of allegiance, under God.Don't tell me this world don't seem so odd.Cause they don't make a race or a place or a face that's perfect, weImperfectly the same.Same thoughts, same things, like you got the same brainsCall me *****in insane only if your ***** saneOnly that's her real name.I'm about these real thangs, real gold, real chainReal Sleep, Real Saint, Don't say my name is vain!ChorusVerse 2Witnesses get a witness hereWho that motha*****a that be talkin that bizS-A-I-N-T Sleepy in this *****And that jealousy sound like some female shit, ew.I'm next in line, you.You're losing time.These are my dreams all by designAll these other rappers goin to resign***** I got the same team.Come and meet Pistol Sleep,Yeah we deep, 814 family.Gotta be on your shitCause we all too slickAnd I ain't no *****.Better tell your whole clique,That it's Sleepy Saint and I don't kidd.No Jason or Gilchrist.Ya'll full of shit like you never had a meal missed.***** I gotta deal with thisRemember not eatin meals and shitOr should I go back to flippin cars at a dealershipRather be the one spittin bars on some realer shitTell me motha*****a what's it take to be the illest here?Sicker than most, every year gonna be our year, yeah.Derrick Rose, tore my ACL last year.Still running it, *****. Right here on my back heels. Bastards.ChorusVerse 3:I've raised the stakes for everyone.So tell me that I won't make it sonAs long as I was waiting on someone to come and put me on.But now look what I created. Look what I created.A young white kid in Altoona rapping and I'm having haters.***** you all. I'm coming strong like I never had a nut at all.Dedicated my whole life to playin basketball.Started three years after saying "I was too small"Now my status like no hair, ***** I'm too bald.But I'll never give praise to where it ain't due.So don't think for these rhymes I should have to thank you.Cause you ain't in my brain as much as you think you really are but we bothKnow, that shit just ain't true.Try to be me? *****, you have a hard to being you.Getting stuck in my scene, motha*****a look around dude.I just worked a 9 to 5, came home, got in the booth.I need to kiss no ones ass, excuse me, ***** you.ChorusMy father got a new phone the other day and texted me.He said "You get cash for doin what you love, then let's heavenly."Shit, I told em I would not give up, cause failure is my enemy.I seen my Mom cry at my first show and she knew it was meant to be.So *****, I'm a star that shine and my sisters could tell you everything.But ***** it, So right here in this moment, this is my everything.So ***** ya'll do anything. So ***** ya'll try anything.Young Saint, Heavy hated and imitated, Three High.
